Arguing With Thermometers

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 No bounded flags, In this event 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 No bounded flags, In this event Shackleton is rolling in his grave Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're all addicted the the most abusive, destructive drug Of all time And I ain't talking about class A's – that'd be just miniscule when Compared! And just like any addict desperate to get his next fix We resort to petty 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 maniac standpoint! Psychotic outlook That's maniac standpoint! Psychotic outlook That's the sound of another door shutting in In the face of progress, in the face of progress No bounded flags, In this event 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 No bounded flags, In this event Shackleton is rolling in his grave So lemme get this straight; as we witness the ice-caps melt Instead of being inspired into changing our ways We're gonna invest into military hardware to fight for the remaining oil that Left beneath the ice! But 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 maniac standpoint! Psychotic outlook That's maniac standpoint! Psychotic outlook Back to the drawing board boys Accept nothing short of complete reversal Dig deep! --- Arguing with Thermometers - Enter Shikari