These days I play the ending a little different than it is in this recording so that it doesn't get so boring, but I s'pose this recording is ok.
Nothing happened before these low quality recordings were made with a bad mic on a computer with no knowledge of how to make good recordings.
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Lyrics
Every day for the past 30 years I've gone to the store
Every morning to pick up a newspaper, go home, turn the page
and Tabulate the temperature, write down the wind, and
take down the day, the month and the year
Oh Anorak-Me!
I'm waiting for the day when the snow comes down on the cheek
of anorak-you
and we will walk and talk of the return of the heat
and anorak-I
will brush the fur of your heavy coat right out of your eye
so Anorak-you
can read the charts of our lives
In all my life, in all of recorded history, I've never seen it snow
And the temperature has never fallen to such a chilly low that
I am forced to go into my closet and dig out my heavy coat
But I am sure the day that bucks the trend will come
Oh Anorak-Me!
I'm waiting for the day when the snow comes down on the cheek
of anorak-you
and we will walk and talk of the return of the heat
and anorak-I
will brush the fur of your heavy coat right out of your eye
so Anorak-you
can read the charts of our lives
Let's turn up the heat in the cold of our lives
I'll do my best to light the fire
And we'll bundle up against the cold northern winds
And look smashing in our winter attire
Oh Anorak-Me!
I'm waiting for the day when the snow comes down on the cheek
of anorak-you
and we will walk and talk of the return of the heat
and anorak-I
will brush the fur of your heavy coat right out of your eye
so Anorak-you
can read the charts of our lives
