Today has got to be the day that the temperatures a record low
By now, I should've somehow nuked the town to set it a-glow

I do believe that florida and california are sixty-five

no heat, the boots on my feet, are frozen from the inside out
snow plows, they say they'll clear the streets but you know I really had a doubt

I do believe that florida and california are sixty-five

and global warming might just be a good thing
at least no more would winter be so frightening
I'm spraying hair spray in the air saying 'damn the century
cause i'm cold right now'

because maybe...
pollution will eventually save me...
as the forecast calls...
for a winter squall...

Hailstones are lashing on my car, as the snow blows right across
By now I should've somehow gone south no matter what the cost

I do believe that florida and california are sixty-five

we burned the nextdoor neighbors house to warm up
we chopped a forest down just for the firewood
we broke into a sulphur plant and set the thing on fire,
and danced 'round the pyre!

because maybe...
the heat will finally melt me...
as the forecast calls...
for a winter squall...