Another in the vein of The Australian Experience, about life in, respectively, Lochac and Australia. I wrote the SCA version first, then translated for a choral audience.
[mid-1999]
SCA version
Oh, oh, River Haven’s rotten, hot ‘n sweaty all the time,
And it rains so hard in Rowany it surely is a crime.
Folks in foggy Ynys Fawr, I swear, can barely see their feet
And Polit will only stop the snow to fit in extra sleet.
Oh the air’s so hot in Innilgard, it’s hard to take a breath
And Aneala’s bloody sun and wind’ll bake you half to death.
Oh, of all the Lochac climates, there is only one I love.
Only Stormhold has variety: it’s all of the above!
Mundane version
Oh, oh, Brisbane weather’s rotten, hot ‘n sweaty all the time,
And it rains so hard in Sydney, well it surely is a crime.
Folks who live in foggy Hobart, they can barely see their feet
And Canberra only stops the snow to fit in extra sleet.
Oh the air’s so hot in Adelaide, it’s hard to take a breath
And bloody sun and wind in Perth will bake you half to death.
Oh, of all Australian climates, there is only one I love.
Only Melbourne has variety: it’s all of the above!