Too Cold to Poet
I get up this morning, stick my head outside my van
Seeking inspiration, but man, oh man!
My fingers stiffen up and before I know it
I can't hold a pen, I'm just too cold to poet!
The wind is a-blowin' ever which way
And the sun ain't a-comin' out today.
I know I've got a rep, and I don't wanna blow it,
But I'm tellin' ya folks, I'm too cold to poet!
Winter's back with a vengeance, it's plain to see,
It shouldn't feel like this in Tucson, AZ!
I'm freezin' my butt and I ain't scared to show it,
I'm goin' back inside 'cause I'm too cold to poet!