Track 1 of the album Fan on Full, Sticker on My Back · 2026
Fan on Full, Sticker on My Back
“Ninety-nine degrees in the basement and the fan only blows hot air. We recorded this one half-naked.”
punk · skate punk · basement punk · 2:42
Lyrics
It is ninety-nine degrees in the basement The fan only blows the hot air round My drumsticks are slipping like soap bars My shirt is stuck to the couch, I'm bound Danny put his head in the freezer Mia sat in the kiddie pool We are practicing in our swim shorts Hot is the new cool Turn the fan on full, full, full Stick to the seat, who cares Turn the fan on full, full, full Sweat in our hair, we're still here Hot, hot, hot, but we're loud Hot, hot, hot, and proud Turn the fan on full The ice cream truck is playing its song Too slow, we've heard it ten times We ran up the street in our socks And bought one popsicle, shared in three lines The sidewalk is soft like a pancake The dog won't move from the shade We play one more song on the porch step And the neighbours bring lemonade Turn the fan on full, full, full Stick to the seat, who cares Turn the fan on full, full, full Sweat in our hair, we're still here Hot, hot, hot, but we're loud Hot, hot, hot, and proud Turn the fan on full One, two, three, four The sun goes down, the air gets kind A little breeze comes through the door We are sticky, we are tired, we are fine Turn the fan on full, full, full Stick to the seat, who cares Turn the fan on full, full, full Sweat in our hair, we're still here Hot, hot, hot, but we're loud Hot, hot, hot, and proud Turn the fan on full Turn the fan on full Turn the fan on full We're still here