Prompt: Ballad of the H-V-A-C tech, folk rock,
Lyrics
Wires and vents, they twist and shout Your routine dance, easing every doubt You troubleshoot with ease, a gentle hum Every cycle, beat, a furnace drum When the frost creeps in, or the heatwaves stand You arrive with tools always in hand Heat and cold, they take their toll And you're the savior in this plot You speak of comfort zones How can a home be warmed An HVAC tech with steady hands In the crawlspaces of the suburban lands Your calloused palms, they hold the key Turn the valve, set the airflow free In the attic's gloom or basement's chill You work your magic with a seasoned skill Nights and weekends, always near Calm in crisis when we're gripped by fear The thermostat's whisper, you understand Your expertise, a demand in high command A master of the craft, in ductwork you weave A breath of cool relief on a sweltering eve [Chorus] Oh HVAC hero, in the heatwave's throne Bringing comfort to the hearth, making houses homes