I break the ice
Brush off the snow
That's been forming on the phone
I look outside
And see the sun
Beating down at a 109
And now the coasters are all ice
And all the furniture's the same
When he breathes you can see his breath

CHORUS:
That penguin
It don't know
That this is my bedroom
It's too cold
I suppose
That I could tell him what to do
Like maybe turn off the AC

It's Friday night
It's fricken cold
It's warmer in the fridge
"Make it colder still"
The thermostat
Is frozen at zero
And now the TV's frozen ice
Even fire freezes when it's lit
I don't think I'll survive much long

REPEAT CHORUS:

That penguin
It don't know
That this is my bedroom
It's too cold
It's too cold
It's too cold
It's too cold

REPEAT CHORUS:

Yeah maybe turn off the AC
You frozen freak