Weathercade - The Creatures

The weatherman is calling… Calling… Calling

The weatherman’s informing of a bright new day

There’s no more gloomy weather

Forget that umbrella

No more diseases sneezing at this century

The dalek drones are drowning

We’re flying, we’re climbing

Cars sit corroding

As we soar away

Waltzers on the rooftops

Are spinning with side-hops

Ugly concrete towers are now bright arcades

Weathercade

These shoes have done some walking

Hear them talking

These shoes will last forever

They’re made that way

The weatherman is calling… Calling… Calling

The weatherman’s informing of a bright new day

Weathercade

Calling… Calling… Calling

Weathercade