Sometimes when I’m bored and I don’t know what to do
I pretend like I’m homeless and I play music for my food
But when you live in Wisconsin and it’s like negative 102
The people get in a grumpy and ornery, very impatient mood.
Do you remember the days when we played up north?
My sweater was the only thing that was givin’ me warmth
My face and hands were freezing so I put on a scarf and gloves
But all my strings were deadened and my voice became muffled
Sounded a bit like this: Oo ah oo snuff de blah boo ba de no arf
That wasn’t too good- that ruined the song.
Tried playing in the street – it was to cold to keep a beat
Tried playing on the road – my fingers froze on my solo.
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So we rise high to the sky and we kick it where it’s blue
We’re taking it up to the skyway and lettin’ it all loose
We ain’t gonna jam on the land it’s too cold on the surface
We’ll just bring our band and some fans and take advantage of the furnace.
Now I can guarantee most of the time we were great
Even though you couldn’t tell by the people’s face.
You may say, “If you’re so great, why didn’t the people say?”
Well, that’s obvious, the sound froze before it came their way.
I’m sure they would’ve liked it- if the sound only would’ve thawed out.
Tried playing on the street – but I got frost beat
Tried playing on the road – but I got snow blowed
Tried playing on the ground – some kid’s ice ball knocked me senseless
And if I see him again his life will be present tense-less
Yeah, that’s right little man you gonna die.
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Now before I end this song I must mention this matter
Yes, it’s true, our drummer froze- he turned into an ice cube and shattered.
His name was Tom Tom Phil- now let’s have a moment of silence for our brother…
All right, that’s enough, because now we’ve got another!
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