Oh,
the weather outside is shocking,
but the racket club is rocking
The Aylesbury roads are closed,
let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
It doesn't show signs of stopping,
but we've got some coal for chopping
The band is all set to go,
let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
When we finally come back down,
how I'll hate going out in the storm
But we're passing the absent round,
all the way home we'll be warm
All the weather outside is freezing,
but the vibe is strangely pleasing
Can't feel the winter cold
Let it snow, let it snow,
let it snow
When we're finally mixin' down
I'll hate goin' out in the storm
But we're hopin' the man comes round
And all the way home we'll be warm
Oh, the weather outside is dreadful
But the band have had a head full
So why don't we play one we know
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Bought some booze in a flight case
And I'm afraid that we're all shitfaced
So I guess that we'll have to go
Let it snow, let it snow,
let it snow