“Oscillating Fan Blues”
Tell you ‘bout a problem I have
It’s not really all that bad,
My oscillating fan has just got too cold,
Makes all my posters wrinkle and fold,
Too tired to get out of bed,
Blows past my body and back again, and back again.
Too far to reach with my foot,
Onto my face it blows, cigarette soot.
Keeps on giving me air, givin’ me that air,
He’s not so bad, he just wants to share, just wants to share.
I got my Oscillating Fan Blues,
I got my Oscillating Fan Blues now.
If it doesn’t stop I’m gonna throw one of my shoes,
I got my Oscillating, Oscillating, Oscillating Fan Blues.
Too far to reach with my foot,
Onto my face it blows, cigarette soot.
Keeps on giving me air, givin’ me that air,
He’s not so bad, he just wants to share, just wants to share.
I got my Oscillating Fan Blues,
I got my Oscillating Fan Blues now.
If it doesn’t stop I’m gonna throw one of my shoes,
I got my Oscillating, Oscillating, Oscillating Fan Blues.
Written by Daniel Victor (1995)
Recorded by Ductape Halo from “Kill Room Singles”