Its Hot Up Here

Its hot up here
Its hot and its monotonous
I want my glasses
This is not my good profile
Nobody can even see my profile.
I hate this dress
The soldiers have forgotten us
The boatman schwitzes
Im completely out of proportion.
These helmets weigh a lot on us
This tree is blocking my view
I cant see anything
Why are they complaining?
It could have been raining
I hate these people
Its hot up here
A lot up here
Its hot up here
Forever
A lot of fun
Its not up here
Its hot up here
No matter what
Theres not a breath
Of air up here
And theyre up here
Forever
Its not my fault
I got up here
Ill rot up here
I am so hot up here
Darling, dont clutch mothers hand quite so tightly. Thank you.
Its hot up here
At least you have a parasol
Well, look whos talking
Sitting in the shade
I trust my cigar is not bothering you
unfortunately, it never goes out.
You have excellent concentration.
Its good to be together again
See, I told you they were odd
Dont slouch
He took my glasses
Youve been eating something sticky
I put on rouge today, too
Dont you ever take a bath?
Nurse, hand me my fan
Cant
At least the brat is with her mother
I heard that!
Do you like tall grass?
Hah!
Jules!
Bunch of animals...
I hate these people
Its hot up here
And strange up here
No change up here
Forever
How stillit is
How odd it is
And God, it is
So hot
I like the one in the light hat.
Hello, George
I do not wish to be remembered
Like this, George
With them, George
My hem, George
Three inches off the ground
And then this monkey
And these people, George
Theyll argue til they fade
And whisper things and grunt
But thank you for the shade
And putting me in front
Yes, thank you, George, for that
And for the hat
Its hot up here
Its hot and its monotonous
I want my glasses
This is not my good profile
I hate this dress
Its hot up here
The soldiers have forgotten us
Dont you ever take a bath?
Dont slouch!
He took my glasses, I want my glasses
Nurse, hand me my fan
And furthermore
Finding youre fading
Is very degrading
And God, I am so hot
Well, there are worse things than sweating
By a river on a Sunday
There are worse things than sweating by a river
When youre sweating in a picture
That was painted by a genius
And you know that youre immortal
And youll always be remembered
Even if they never see you
And youre listening to drivel
And youre part of your companion
And your glasses have been stolen
And youre bored beyond endurance
And the baby has no diapers
And youre slouching
I am not!
And you are out of all proportion
And I hate these people!
You never get
A breeze up here
And shes up here
Forever
You cannot run
Amok up here
Youre stuck up here
In this gavotte
Perspectives dont
Make sense up here
Its tense up here
Forever
The outward show
Of bliss up here
Is disappearing
Dot by dot
And its hot