Ice flow nowhere to go
Ice flow nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra
(Check him out)
They call him the shrew,
Arms in short,
Then with the claw
I'm little Johnny Frostbite moving around
Freezin' you up freezing 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 lizard
When the Blizzard strikes
I disappear like a pipedream
All that's left is the gleam
Of 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, flow, nowhere to go
Ice, flow, nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundraaaaaaa!
