It’s a cool place and they say it gets colder
You’re bundled up now, wait till you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The water’s getting warm so you might as well swim
My world’s on fire, how about yours?
That’s the way I like it and I never get bored
The only thing on fire here is his pants.
Hey, Bill, inasmuch as I’d like to unscrew your head and crap down your neck, I don’t want to stand in line that long so everyone in front of me gets their turn first.
Hey now. You’re an All-star!