The Frosty Syndrome Part 9.mp3
Night Time Recording Studio
LYRICS
I look out my window
(And there’s) snow
Do you know
If some day the present
Will be the past
If some day the present
Just won’t last
As the Wicked Witch of the West did suggest
I’m melting
Marching to the humdrum
The Frosty syndrome
For those still doubting
I’m melting
You wretched child
Gone wild
Let it be told
“Oh, what a world! What a world!”
ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — F Dm
C Dm
65 beats per minute / U.S. Ballad
Daniel — Vocals, Synthesizers
Written and recorded in West Chester, PA, USA.
From the album Cruel Fool
By Daniel Brouse