Fairport Convention Follow

Looking through the window
To see which way the wind blows
It seems as though a hurricane is due today
Sunny on the outside, stormy on the inside
Stormy weather's always best for making hay

Here come everlasting, looks like he's been fasting
With his friends in the den where directors roll
Like a bandarillo with his cigarillo
Robs the rich, robs the rest, brings it all back home

Please don't get us wrong, man
This is just a song man, no matter what we say
This is the season, stormy weather's on the way
This is the season, stormy weather's on the way
You'd better start worrying, witchcraft's here to stay

Division's his decision, so they're out of luck
Associates are reeling, the wall paper is peeling
He doesn't see the paper work has come unstuck

In comes Seville, had his fill of travel
Had a bite on the flight, just touched down today
Lookin' drawn and haggard, through the door he staggered
With a sound that he found over Frisco way

Please don't get us wrong, man
This is just a song man, no matter what we say
This is the season, stormy weather's on the way
This is the season, stormy weather's on the way
You'd better start worrying, witchcraft's here to stay

Looking through the window
To see which way the wind blows
It seems as though a hurricane is due today