The Hermits

Lyrics

[TRYON, spoken] Just what is "The Bronx?" [MRS. MURRAY, spoken] Well, we don't know very much abut it You see, it's so far away But I understand there are lots of wild animals and hermits [TRYON, spoken] So, and what of the wild animals and the hermits? [MRS. MURRAY, spoken] Oh, I guess there will always be wild animals in the Bronx [TRYON, spoken] Do you know, if you'd move up, I'd love to be one of the hermits [MRS. MURRAY, spoken] But it's so lonesome being a hermit [TRYON, spoken] Oh, I don't know I have a few ideas that would revolutionize the whole hermit business [TRYON] When winter passes Laddies and lasses Bud into blossom as lovers Love is a germ, it's Rough on the hermits Birdies sing above Bullfrogs croak of love In the spring a hermit's weary No one near to call him dearie [MRS. MURRAY] What do all the hermits do in springtime? When the little birdies sing of love? Every clinging vine knows that it's cling time While we cuddle, oh so snug Hermits haven't got a girl to hug Kiss me once for every lonesome hermit Moonlit nights to them don't mean a thing They can't hold a tree As you're holding me What do all the hermits do in spring? Hermits have souls, dear Their socks have holes, dear They are the boys who grow whiskers I bet they crave for Someone to shave for Even birdies mate Bullfrogs have a date While the lovers all make merry Hermits feel unnecessary [TRYON] What do all the hermits do in springtime? When the little birdies sing of love? Every clinging vine knows that it's cling time While we cuddle, oh so snug Hermits haven't got a girl to hug Kiss me once for every lonesome hermit Moonlit nights to them don't mean a thing They can't hold a tree As you're holding me What do all the hermits do in spring? Hermits never care to marry They're so very solitary [MRS. MURRAY] They're erratic and ecstatic They're phlegmatic and rheumatic [TRYON] In the spring when we make merry Hermits feel unnecessary Springtime is the best narcotic To induce the sense erotic [MRS. MURRAY] In the spring you'll find that various Little feelings are precarious [TRYON] In the moonlight it's nefarious Not to be a bit gregarious [MRS. MURRAY] No sensation, no elation How can hermits help a nation? [TRYON & MRS. MURRAY] All the stupid meditation Can't increase the population What do all the hermits do in springtime? When the little birdies sing of love? [MRS. MURRAY] Every clinging vine knows that it's cling time [TRYON] While we cuddle, oh so snug Hermits haven't got a girl to hug [MRS. MURRAY] Kiss me once for every lonesome hermit [TRYON] Kiss me once for every lonesome hermit [MRS. MURRAY] Moonlit nights to them don't mean a thing [TRYON] Moonlit nights to them don't mean a thing [MRS. MURRAY] They can't hold a tree [TRYON] As you're holding me [TRYON & MRS. MURRAY] What do all the hermits do in spring?