文本歌词

This is an expedition
Into the Arctic tundra
This is a sick inhibition Yeah
Just to spoil and plunder
That's the sound of another door shutting in
In the face of progress in the face of progress
They'll plant their flags in the sea bed
Shackleton is rolling in his grave
That's the sound of another door shutting in
In the face of progress in the face of progress
They'll plant their flags in the sea bed
Shackleton is rolling in his grave
Yeah yeah yeah
We're all addicted to the most abused
And destructive drug of all time
And I ain't talking about class A's
That business is miniscule when compared
And just like any addict desperate to get his next fix
We resort to commiting crimes to secure our next hit
You know there's oil in the ice
You know there's oil in my eyes
You know there's blood on my hands
Yeah We're all addicted
Yeah We're all dependent
That's a maniac standpoint
Psychotic outlook
That's a maniac standpoint
Psychotic outlook
That's the sound of another door shutting in
In the face of progress in the face of progress
They'll plant their flags in the sea bed
Shackleton is rolling in his grave
That's the sound of another door shutting in
In the face of progress in the face of progress
They'll plant their flags in the sea bed
Shackleton is rolling in his grave
So lemme get this straight; as we witness the ice-caps melt
Instead of been spurred into changing our ways
We're gonna invest in military
Hardware to fight for the remaining oil that's
Left beneath the ice
What happens when it's all gone
You haven't thought this through have you boys
We'll take you down
We'll take you down
We'll take you down
Stand your ground
You know there's oil in the ice
You know there's oil in my eyes
You know there's blood on my hands
Yeah We're all addicted
Yeah We're all dependent
That's a maniac standpoint
Psychotic outlook
That's a maniac standpoint
Yeah Back to the drawing board boys
Accept nothing short of a complete reversal
Dig deep