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My boat has no heating I’ll have you to know
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But I venture out in the rain, sleet and snow
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And when most canal boaters moor up for the night
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With their solid fuel stoves and halogen lights
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I join some strange folk from the NCCC
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Who sit on the towpath avec bonne joi de vie
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Just chilling all evening round a brazier so bright
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Feeling warmth and warm friendship long into the night
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Some waterway lunacy has got to me
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And I’ve been committed to the NCCC
These North Cheshire Cruisers have developed strange ways
Which envious onlookers damn with faint praise
No piped restaurant musak with no harmony
For pyrophilic members of the NCCC
Who’ll sit round their brazier and bathe in its heat
Not search for a hut with a pizza Marguerite
Eat burgers on the towpath ’neath rain-soaked marquee
Drink home-brewed red wine whilst making whoopee
The attractions of braziers may seem strange to the wise
Who firmly believe that smoke gets in your eyes
But these brazier enthusiasts are not complete fools
They’ve long since discovered pre-packed smokeless fuels
These are sweet smelling boaters, I hope you’ll agree
No longer they smell of wood smoke pot-pourri
They’ll add fuel and more fuel ’til the temperature soars
And a perfect micro-climate is created outdoors
Brazier Song