(Note from room 9: Sorry for the extended absence - the heat's kind of been getting to everyone.)
(But now, it's sing-along time again)
Scooter: (tuning guitar) Hit me a low E, I'm still off.
Nora: (whacks a tuning fork into the side of the coffee table) Maybe you need to put new strings on that.
Erin: (also tuning guitar) Yeah, I'm having trouble with my B string - must be the heat.
Storyteller: (emerges from hut, with pipes) But today was actually pleasant - now then, let's see, Scooter gets first verse, Beige gets the second, Erin and Nora do the chorus, and everyone does the descant, got it?
Beige: (tapping drums) No, but that's never stopped us before. Let's do this.
(Gang starts to play.)
Scooter: I've got it bad, you don't know how bad I've got it,
You've got it easy, you don't know when you've got it good,
It's getting harder, just keeping life and soul together,
I'm sick of fighting, even though I know I should.
The cold is biting, through each and every nerve and fiber,
My broken spirit is frozen to the core...
Don't want to be here no more...
E&N: Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes,
Even if it was for just one day,
Wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away...
Wouldn't it be good to be on your side,
Grass is always greener over there,
Wouldn't it be good if we could live without a care...
Beige: You must be joking, you don't know a thing about it,
You've got no problems, I'd stay right there if I were you,
I've got it harder, you couldn't dream how hard I've got it,
Stay out of my shoes, if you know what's good for you.
The heat is stifling, burning me up from deep inside,
The sweat is coming, through each and every pore,
Don't want to be here no more...
E&N: Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes,
Even if it was for just one day,
Wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away...
Storyteller: (aside) Dance your cares away...
E&N: Wouldn't it be good to be on your side,
Grass is always greener over there,
Wouldn't it be good if we could live without a care...
Storyteller: (aside) Worries for another day...
All: I've got it bad, you don't know how bad I've got it...
Don't want to be here no more...don't want to be here no more...
(Song is "Wouldn't It Be Good," and a tip of the hat to Nik Kershaw.)