They call me Subzero Pete
I’m the king of the Burpee beat
When I call the pax I go
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Yes sir, I’m Subzero Pete
I’m the craze of my Uptown street
When I start to Q everything goes
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Chic-chic-ky-boom
The Pax they sing
Up Wolfpack hill our backs lead the way
No more burpees the pax they pray
So Burpees it is and we go
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Chic-chic-ky-boom
In search of Dora we go
Mericans we dug not one shmoe
LBC to strengthen our dough
Squat Jumps to end the show
And we go
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Down the stairs and to the benches for more
The Pax they cry “why o why”
They let out a ugly sigh, “Boo Whore!”
It’s very nice! To be So full of ice!
They will be singing my song
All the day long
So if you like the beat
Take a lesson from Subzero Pete
And I’ll teach you to Q in the subzero heat!
And we will all go!
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Chic-chic-ky-boom
Oh…and we had Q cake from Maple St Patisserie…Cavalier ate a lot!
