Blizzards freeze out Africa There's hurricanes in Hudson Bay There's earthquakes in Southern Spain In the forests of America The pilgrims pray for rain
Here's a weather change, my name Get out, get out of the rain
Seaweed upon the walls, an aching in my bones I feel a change of view which the satellites have confirmed Monsoons in Southern Spain And no sun for about the same
Here's a weather change, my name Get out, get out of the rain
Don't know what it contains It glows against the night sky Watch out the cloud is coming, a monument to our change
Here's a weather change, my name Get out, get out, get out of the rain
And I feel that we're to blame