Things Ain’t Cookin’ In My Kitchen

Things Ain’t Cookin’ In My Kitchen

Jim has chosen a domestic theme for today’s Song Lyric Sunday. How could I not pick “kitchen” from his list. I found several songs which featured a kitchen, but in the end I picked a song that is such a big part of my musical memories.

One of the most popular tracks from Crowded House, and perhaps the most memorable, was a song called “Weather With You”. Weather being such a popular topic for thought and conversation, this song seems to be deep in our consciousness. I know I have often sang these words to myself.

In addition, Robert has sometimes caught me having a meltdown over a dish I was cooking that was not going well, and I have replied to him “things ain’t cookin’ in my kitchen”.

It is a great song for a cold rainy Sunday!

Walking 'round the room singing Stormy Weather
At Fifty Seven Mount Pleasant Street
Well 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

Well, there's a small boat made of china
It's going nowhere on the mantlepiece
Well, do I lie like a loungeroom lizard
Or do I sing like a bird released?

Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go, always take the weather
Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go, always take the weather, the weather with you

Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go, always take the weather
Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go, always take the weather, take the weather, the weather with you

Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go, always take the weather
Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go, always take the weather, take the weather, the weather with you

8 thoughts on “Things Ain’t Cookin’ In My Kitchen

  1. Love it when lines from songs become part of the family vernacular.

    When we open the fridge and see leftovers, that song by Odyssey comes to mind – ‘We gotta use it up, wear it out…’

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