“The sun has got his hat on,
Hip hip hip hooray!
The sun has got his hat on
And he’s coming out to play”
Right, you freakish sun monster, preparing to crawl across the sky bringing doom and sweatiness to the land, I’m awake. And I’m going to start sawing the Slackyderm in half right now, before you come out to play. Ha. Come on over, pull up an axe.