Clouds (Instrumental)

Clouds, clouds 
 
I'm a member of the cloud appreciation society  
We love to note the multiple unusual varieties  
We really know our clouds 
Even when the weather turns  
There's always a lot to learn 
 
You can join the cloud appreciation society if you've got a bent for water vapour v gravity  
We really know our clouds 
We really know our clouds 
 
Don't you let no one bring you down 
Just cos you got your head in the clouds 
All the water droplets are scattering the sunlight 
Until it all looks like grey and white 
 
Clouds, clouds 
 
There's always clouds in the sky somewhere round the world  
Even when there's blue skies here there's gotta be a storm somewhere 
There may be stratus like blankets cross the sky 
Or maybe nimbus with lighting flashing so bright 
 
Clouds, clouds 
Clouds, clouds 
 
We are the cloud appreciation society  
We love to note the multiple unusual varieties   
We really know our clouds 
Even when the weather turns, there's always a lot to learn
 
Ask the impressionists - what's a sky without a cloud? 
Ask the meteorologists - clouds are cool without a doubt 
Cumulus, like cottonwool, the grand cloud emporium 
Cirrus, like candy floss stretched across the heavens 
 
Clouds, clouds 
Clouds, clouds 
 
Don't you let no one bring you down 
Just cos you got your head in the clouds 
All the water droplets are scattering the sunlight 
Until it all looks like grey and white 
 
Clouds, clouds 
Clouds, clouds 
 
We really know our clouds 
We really know our clouds