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Oh Really

Sylvane de Crane, came back from the Spain
wearing a tan you could chalk your name on
That's no surprise when the temperatures rise into the 80s, 90s.
It was that hot in England last summer.

You, you live in England where your idea of a summer's day
is a clammy shirt and a can of squirt
and when the sky is blue its grey
Its different out there
its kind of a dry heat
Oh really!

Kelvin Hughes went off to the South Pole with the British Antarctic Survey
3 years in the arctic wastes no visitor except for Renolf Feines walking backwards
Brrr the temperatures fell as low as minus 40 Kelvin,
Kelvin I couldn't stand it that cold

Yes You live in England where the winter means
grey slush in your boots
Condensation on your bedroom room walls
And the pool panel sits in judgement on us all
Out there its different,
A sort of a dry cold.
Oh really!

Back to the much travelled Sylvane
Next stop Brazil
In the tropical rain forests on the trail of Sting
The rain fell in strange analogies, stair rods, cats and dogs
I can't stand the rain, Sylvane

That's cos you, you live in England
Where the rain falls all the time
Those Italian shoes aren't waterproof
and your umbrella nearly took out my eye
If you can see the Pennines it's going to rain
If you can't your looking the wrong way
Out there it's different.
Oh Don't tell me
sort of dry wet?

* unreleased.

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