Gilronan made this up to sing this to his girls as they played dress-up with cold weather accessories.

I felt like I was ruining something beautiful that Sean S. made when I talked over this thing. Desperate times.

Through the air There’s the ground No control Now just a minute Who here begin it Now just a minute Who here begin it Speak your piece Fool us all Show the priest To the wall Now just a minute Who here begin it Now just a minute…

Light streams the day into all Light beams will pull the clouds away Bright greens will change in the fall Sight seen; we do this every day

we’ve seen a great design that’s bitter that’s bitter that’s bitter we flee the scene of crime no winner no winner no winner what’s really on the line what’s fitter what’s fitter what’s fitter

This is a simple song Here stands a simple issue You right or wrong The hurricane will beat you This isn’t long The shortness will acquit you The end it comes Give all there is no redo

And I build a rainbow All our lights shimmering All the time we share is true All our hearts glimmering Beats reverberating sound Send a hope to the sky Feel it echo back to you Share a piece of your light And I build a rainbow We need…

Sky is black as pitch now Moon as blood is glowing In this blood-soaked hellscape As you might expect there is a presence Out of the grave Out of the night Out of your mind One’s a mass of maggots One’s underwear’s showing All of…

Instrumental track by Sean H

lyrics by Ellie Mr. Tom, I know him, uh, uh Rock and Roll, yeah yeah!