Jeff Lynne - Forecast lyrics

The forecast miserable to gloomy, overcast to grim The outlook sadly bleak to gale force, cold hard rain or wind If you could get a ticket to the place you wanna be Where would you be now, girl? Where would you be? Deep depression looming over, pushing to the shore Raining on the wodden faces, raining on the wooden floor Sail out into nothing, way beyond the shining sea Where would you be now, girl? Where would you be... girl? Be... girl? Where would you be? The rain is gonna fall down on Desperation Alley The clouds will shed their tears, upon the high and mighty Fly a new horizon, to a dream you'll never be Where would you be now, girl? Where would you be... girl? Where would you be... girl? Where would you be... girl? Where would you be? (Where would you be now?) Where would you be? Where would you be? Where would you be? (Where would you be?) Where would you be?