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Musical: Honk
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SOLOIST 1 The sun is cold and watery. The ponds are deeply frozen. Of all the times for traveling, It's not one we'd have chosen. SOLOIST 2 The sky is grey and menacing. A blizzard would seem certain. Even good King Wenceslas Would not draw back his curtain. ALL Aha-ah-aha-ah-aha-ah-ah Aha-ah-aha-ah-aha-ah-ah Ah-ah-aha! The weather's turned out nice again But sadly for our hero, The wind chill factor tends to keep The temperature sub-zero. The biting cold, The swirling snow, It's hard tp catch a breath And though we hate to say the word, They're facing certain- Facing certain- Facing certain- The wind has blown the snow in drifts, To beautiful for words. It my look good for Christmas cards But not for cats and birds. [Thanks to Peter Diamond for lyrics] Back to main page: Honk Lyrics
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