Cold Snap, Mate

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[Intro] Oi, zip your jacket, mate, the temperature dropped Whole crew outside and the confidence stopped [Chorus] Cold snap, mate, everything packs away Walked out tall, came back half-size today No shame, just laugh, let the weather do its thing Put the kettle on hot, let the summer back in [Verse 1] Matt bangs drums like he’s fighting a bin Big four-four rhythm with a cheeky grin But the frosty morning made the poor bloke freeze Now he’s drumming on his knees just to warm up with ease He says, “I’m a legend, I’m built for the chill” Then checks the forecast with a shiver and a squeal One cold breeze hit and the bravado went flat Mate, even his shadow put a jumper on that [Chorus] Cold snap, mate, everything packs away Walked out tall, came back half-size today No shame, just laugh, let the weather do its thing Put the kettle on hot, let the summer back in [Verse 2] Brad slaps trout at the riverside bend Calls every fish his slippery friend “Oi, mate, hold still, I’m a professional bloke” Then the trout flicked water straight under his coat He ran home fast with a fish in his hand Shouting, “That was tactical, exactly as planned!” But the icy river breeze had him moving real slow Like a servo sausage left out in the snow [Verse 3] Drew bashes bonuses, sends numbers to the floor Smashes every target, then he asks for some more Spreadsheet warrior, calculator king Turns a quarterly meeting into a wrestling ring But winter rolled in and his swagger got small Couldn’t find his confidence behind the payroll wall He said, “I’ll negotiate,” with a tremble and a cough Then accepted one hot Milo and called the meeting off [Chorus] Cold snap, mate, everything packs away Walked out tall, came back half-size today No shame, just laugh, let the weather do its thing Put the kettle on hot, let the summer back in [Verse 4] Bean Baker in the kitchen with a bowl and a grin Making deadly dip, let the good times begin Chilli, lime, garlic, little salt on the side Got the whole backyard lining up wide Bean says, “Forget the frost, I’ve got flavour and heat” One scoop hit the tongue, knocked socks off feet The crew warmed up quick, started laughing again Even Brad put the trout down and called Bean a friend [Bridge] It’s not a tragedy, it’s a seasonal prank Nature hits the button, everything shrinks in the tank No need for panic, no need for despair Just find a warm room and keep your thermals there [Final Chorus] Cold snap, mate, everything packs away Walked out tall, came back half-size today No shame, just laugh, let the weather do its thing Bean’s hot dip’s working, hear the whole crew sing Matt bangs drums, Brad’s guarding the trout Drew’s counting bonuses, trying to figure it out Bean Baker’s got the bowl and the flavour on swing When the cold comes knocking, bring the dip and sing [Outro] Zip that jacket, mate, dignity intact Summer’s on the way and we’ll soon get it back