R. Stevie Moore - Forecast

Will it snow snow snow
I don't know know know
Will the weather be forever
You won't know till you
Wake up and see tomorrow
Barometer pressure's down fifty percent
Cause the raindrop index is high
Expect a temperature of eighty below
You can kiss your thermometer bye
Cold front warm front drinking the rain
Till the oceanic bottle is dry
Hurricane betsy is at it again
You could call it rejuvenation
No such thing as a fair sky
Cold showers aren't too much fun
Lightning zaps and thunderclaps
And the stars have eaten the sun
Bob lobertini has frozen his weenie
And the clouds are gettin too thick
Smoke 'n fog and foke 'n smog
Don't this weatherman kick
And everytime the day change try to rearrange
Something tells me i'm gettin sick
Differential time zone seventy-nine
The air pressure is nearly on ten
Numbers in mud on the radar bud
Yesterday's with us again
High humidity my stupidity
Perspiration killed five men
Don't go outside
Don't go outside
Don't go outside
Don't go outside
Will the weather be forever
You won't know till you
Wake up and die tomorrow