The Mighty Boosh - Tundra (Radio) | Текст песни

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OH MY GOD
Ice, floe, nowhere to go
Ice, floe, nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundraaaaa

Whiteness
Nothingness
Endlessness
Death
The whiteness of the vale pales in comparison

Oh my god!
Who the hell are you?
I'm Little Johnny Frostbite, moving around
Freezing you up, freezing you down, like an icicle
Coming in your tent in a pink light scissorbite
Arctic death, infinite night

They call me tundra boy because I move like an arctic lizard
When the blizzard strikes, I disappear like a pipe dream
All that's left is a gleam on a tent peg

Boosh, loose, 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!

Nowhere to go
Ice floe, nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundraaaaa

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