When I find myself in times of trouble,
Father Hoskins comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom,
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And in my hour of darkness,
Baroclinic instability,
There will be an answer,
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PV, PV, PV, PV,
There will be an answer,
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And when the broken contours tell us
There's cascading enstrophy,
There will be a closure,
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And when it's less than zero and it's
Lost its ellipticity,
You just can't invert it,
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PV, PV, PV, PV,
You just can't invert it,
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And when the night is cloudy,
There's a diabatic theta-E
That modifies the parcel's
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Swirling round the isentropes,
Around the world and back to me,
But it integrates to zero,
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PV, PV, PV, PV,
Yes it all adds up to nothing,
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