We’re tired of you, get out of here.
You’ve been hanging around too long.
Here’s a proper send off for ya.
You want a party? Here it is!
See, now I’m lighting the candles!
Why don’t you go and hide somewhere?
You ask me why? So’s to make room!
For she can’t live beside you, b’y.
You’re much too dark for her, ya know.
Ah g’wan b’y, sure we’ve had enough.
Of cold wet tears with you moanin’
Your sad and melancholy days.
Oh, here she comes, running, laughing,
Sequins on her dress, rainbow eyes,
Peeping over the solstice dawn.