Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton - First Of May lyrics
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I had a scone and a large house blend Then a little conversation with my squirrel and chipmunk friends I said, "I'm sick and tired of winter, and I wish that it was spring." Then a little fella named Robin Redbreast began to sing and he sang, "Ooh ooh child, what'd ya think the cold winter's gonna last forever? Ooh ooh child, now's the time for all the people to get together Outside 'Cause it's the First of May, First of May Outdoor fuckin' starts today So bring your favorite lady or at least your favorite lay Water's not cold, baby dip in your big toe Maybe I'll see ya in flagrante delicto Grass below you, sky above Celebrate Spring with a crazy little thing called Fuckin' outside" I thanked him for the information, I cried a little when he flew away Watched an episode of The People's Court and I tried to plan my day I called up my old lady She wasn't home, so I called my girl I asked her if she'd like to join me as I entertain the world And I said, "Ooh ooh, child, I'll bring a blanket and I promise I will brush the ants off Ooh ooh, child, you're gonna like it when we're takin' each other's pants off Outside" Cause it's the First of May, First of May Outdoor fuckin' starts today So bring your favorite lady or at least your favorite lay Water's not cold, baby dip in your big toe Maybe I'll see ya in flagrante delicto Grass below you, sky above Celebrate Spring with a crazy little thing called Fuckin' outside So we went to the park together We were walking in the midday sun We met all kinds of people and we we fucked everyone We fucked a lady who sells ice cream We fucked a man with a tan Sharpei Everyone who needed fucking, well, they They got fucked today So come on, Ooh ooh child, open your mind and your heart, Feel the spirit moving through you Ooh ooh child, you'll feel the warmth of the love When I stick it to you Outside Cause it's the First of May, First of May Outdoor fuckin' starts today So bring your favorite lady or at least your favorite lay Water's not cold, baby dip in your big toe Maybe I'll see ya in flagrante delicto Grass below you, sky above Celebrate Spring with a crazy little thing called Fuckin' outside Fuckin' outside Fuckin' outside