The endlessness

Stretching on beyond


The human imagination

Desolation of the soul



Oh my God!



Ice floe

Nowhere to go

Ice floe

Nowhere to go

Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra



Whiteness

Nothingness

Endlessness

Death



The whiteness of the whale

Pales in comparison

Oh my God!

Who the hell are you?



I'm little Johnny Frostbite

Movin' around

Freezin' you up

Freezin' you down



Like an icicle

Comin' in your tent in the pink light scissor bite

Arctic death

Infinite night



They call me Tundra Boy

Because I move like an arctic lizzard

When the blizzard strikes

I disappear like a pipedream

All that's left is the gleam

On a tent peg



Boosh, Boosh

Stronger than a moose

Don't lock your doors

Or we'll come through your roof top

Stop, look around

Take your mind off the floor

Because The Boosh is loose

And we're a little bit raw!



Ice floe

Nowhere to go

Ice floe

Nowhere to go

Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundrand

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