Lyrics
Herman the Elf
Herman the Elf lives in the city
Sings with his guitar and writes little ditties
He came to the states dreaming to forecast
To predict the weather both future and past
The lump is his leg is his weather vane
Nightly it warns him of snow, sleet, or rain
He came to the station expecting a job
But they gave the position to a unicorn named Bob
I can’t believe my job went to a horse
I will seek revenge without remorse
I need to kill to satisfy my rage
Watch him die, executed on stage
I can’t believe my job went to a horse
I will seek revenge without remorse
Herman bought an uzi, knife, and spoon
Practiced on a little black raccoon
Elf is mad, there’s no turning back
Lock and load, he’s ready to attack
Herman hid in the microphone
Sharpened knife, in his little home
Elf is mad, there’s no turning back
Lock and load, he’s ready to attack
Unicorn sits down at the desk
Camera live in 5..4..3..2..1...
What’s the weather now?
Is it snowing in Miami?
What’s the weather now?
Is there rain in Santa Fe?
What’s the weather now?
Are the roads slick?
What’s the weather now?
Is there famine in Botswana?
What’s the weather now?
Nice horn in the middle of your head?
What’s the weather now?
You’re stupid and ugly
What’s the weather now?
You’re a gay mammal
You don’t even know what a cumulonimbus cloud is, even it hit you on the forehead, I’m going to kill you, you stupid horse guy with a degree in meteorology
Unicorn intestines brought to you live
Sponsored by Gatorade, if live means dead
Giblets and brains covered the audience and workers
Everyone saw this elf go beserkers
He asked for the job
They gave it to him on the spot
He finished up the weather
And nailed it right on the dot
Scared of the truth. Scared of the truth. Scared of the truth.
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