Wet for the wet

Once again returning to my basic themes of beards, tweed, and liking the rain, I present to you the following, er, Drip Hop. 

I like big drops and I cannot lie,

Pour down that thunder like a wonder from the sky,

Hey Mr Meterologist, don't be a sun apologist, 

I like the wet and I can't deny. 

Want some R to the A to the I, N, ay? 

Want the sky to be muthalovin grey,

Fo shizzle to ma nizzle man I like a bit of mizzle,

Wearing tweed is my true eshay.

So don't be a drip drop, 

I want me some plip plop, 

The rain would be tip top,

And I don't care how,

Don't give me no pish posh, 

Just make with the plish plosh, 

I want a big wish wash, 

I want it right now. 

I like big drops and I cannot lie,

Pour down that thunder like a wonder from the sky,

Hey Mr Meterologist, don't be a sun apologist, 

I like the wet and I can't deny. 

Pandemic rock ballad

In the Age of Paranoia the Annoyer is upon us, 

He's the hyper of hyperbole and hypochondria;

Well they say what doesn't kill us only makes us apathetic - 

It's pathetic how pathetic we all are. 

CHORUS: 

Yeah let's get psycho... psycho... psychosomatic

I don't want to get dramatic

And you say I shouldn't get it

And I get it

But I wanna get with you. 

Well I met her in the back bar in a dim and dingy lockdown,

They were neither closed nor open and that's all that I can tell; 

And I told her in an instant I was positive I loved her, 

But she said as she looked back she was positive as well. 

CHORUS: 

Oh let's get psycho... psycho... psychosomatic

I don't want to get dramatic

And you say I shouldn't get it

And I get it

But I wanna get with you. 

So I'm sitting with my telly and a show that's called The Symptoms 

And they're rolling the end credits but the ending never comes

Don't want to join this never never never ending story, no - 

Where the variants are silent and the QR codes are schtumm.  

CHORUS: 

Well let's get psycho... psycho... psychosomatic

I don't want to get dramatic

And you say I shouldn't get it 

And I get it 

But I wanna get with you. 

FADE OUT: 

Psycho... psycho... psychosomatic... psycho... psycho... psychosomatic... psycho... psycho... psychosomatic... psycho... psycho... psychosomatic...