Walking 'round the room singing. Stormy Weather. at 57 Mt. Pleasant St.. Well it's the same room but everything's different. You can fight the sleep but not the dream. Things ain't cooking in my kitchen. Strange affliction wash over me. Julius Caesar and the Roman Empire. Couldn't conquer the blue sky. Well there's a small boat made of china. It's going nowhere on the mantlepiece. Well do I lie like a loungeroom lizard. Or do I sing like a bird released. CHORUS. Everywhere you go you always take the weather with you. (Repeat).