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