When it's cold in Canton
Your armpits are still melting
And The southern snow 
Looks very much like rain

One million elbows kick my chest
Monkey king came back from the west
There's many ways to drown your fear
Cheap liquor at lunar new year

There's hooting streets adorned with dust
Don't believe in what you trust
Is hat dust in your ear 
Or just the noise in your mouth

One million elbows that you cursed
Don't know what to stareat first
Poets say their poems aloud 
Amongst an ant-like crowd

What does an old man sing 
To the sound of a two string violin
He knows and I don't
You may laugh but I won't 

When it's cold in Canton 
Your armpits are still melting
And The southern snow 
Looks very much like rain