Heat Wave

  • Artists:
    • Mr. Beany’s Bitty Band
    • unpronounceable
    • yam655
  • Album: 50/90 2018
  • Track: 9
  • Year: 2018
  • Title: Heat Wave
  • Album Artist: Mr. Beany’s Bitty Band
  • Poet: S.W. Black
  • Genres:
    • crapcapella
    • lo-fi acapella

Lyrics

The dalmations were sleeping,
until the heat-wave came along.
The dalmations were sleeping,
until the heat-wave mugged them wrong!

It mugged their spots!
It mugged their spots!
And left them all senseless!

It mugged their spots!
It mugged their spots!
And now they’re quite spotless!

And the heatwave it moves along,
and it keeps knocking over trashcans.
It’s better than setting them on fire,
which is what it used to do.

And the heatwave, it moves along
and it just insulted that man’s mother
or perhaps his cat,
I am never really sure.

The heatwave it rolls through town
insulting and destroying things.
And someday it will roll on through,
but not soon enough.

The heatwave, it rolls through town,
insulting everyone it knew.
The heatwave, it rolls through town.
We call the heatwave John.

We don’t like John.
He is such a heatwave!
We don’t like John.
And we hope he leaves soon.

We don’t like John.
He’s got such a hot-head.
But he’s also good-looking.
He’s really a heat-wave.

Perhaps John will leave
before he sets something on fire,
but then again,
he’s already set my heart ablaze.

Oh, you, John,
you look so very pretty,
but please do not set the library
on fire today.

He is a glorious heatwave.
Oh so hot and sweaty!
He is a glorious heatwave.
But he really must leave town.

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