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