Jake Gyllenhaal - It's Hot Up Here Lyrics

It's hot up here

It's hot and it's 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

I'm completely out of proportion

These helmets weigh a lot on us

This tree is blocking my view

I can't see anything

Why are they complaining?
It could have been raining

I hate these people

It's hot up here
A lot up here
It's hot up here
Forever

A lot of fun
It's not up here
It's hot up here
No matter what
There's not a breath
Of air up here
And they're up here
Forever

It's not my fault
I got up here
I'll rot up here
I am so hot up here

Darling, don't clutch mother's hand quite so tightly
Thank you

It's hot up here

At least you have a parasol

Well, look who's talking
Sitting in the shade

I trust my cigar is not bothering you - unfortunately, it never goes out
You have excellent concentration

It's good to be together again

See, I told you they were odd

Don't slouch

He took my glasses

You've been eating something sticky

I put on rouge today, too

Don't you ever take a bath?

Nurse, hand me my fan

Can't

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

It's hot up here
And strange up here
No change up here
Forever

How still it 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
They'll 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

It's hot up here

It's hot and it's monotonous

I want my glasses

This is not my good profile

I hate this dress

It's hot up here

The soldiers have forgotten us

Don't you ever take a bath?

Don't slouch!

He took my glasses, I want my glasses

Nurse, hand me my fan

And furthermore
Finding you're 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 you're sweating in a picture
That was painted by a genius

And you know that you're immortal

And you'll always be remembered

Even if they never see you

And you're listening to drivel

And you're part of your companion

And your glasses have been stolen

And you're bored beyond endurance

And the baby has no diapers

And you're slouching

I am not!

And you are out of all proportion

And I hate these people!

You never get
A breeze up here
And she's up here
Forever

You cannot run
Amok up here
You're stuck up here
In this gavotte

Perspectives don't
Make sense up here
It's tense up here
Forever

The outward show
Of bliss up here
Is disappearing
Dot by dot

And it's hot