Crowded House

Woodface

Weather With You

Walking 'round the room singing

Stormy Weather

At 57 Mt. Pleasant St.

Now it's the same room but everything's different

You can fight the sleep but not the dream

Things ain't cookin' in my kitchen

Strange affliction wash over me

Julius Caesar and the Roman Empire

Couldn't conquer the blue sky

There's a small boat made of china

Going nowhere on the mantlepiece

Do I lie like a loungeroom lizard

Or do I sing like a bird released

Everywhere you go you always take the weather with you