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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!
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!
Lyrics submitted by Elective Amnesia
Track duration: 03:23
"Arguing With Thermometers" as written by Chris Batten, Liam Rory Clewlow, Robert Rolfe, Roughton Reynolds
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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0Lyric Correction:It's 'in the sea bed'.. not 'in this event'.. people are claiming the beds to extract oil to rake in the cash at the expense of the planet
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+1General Comment:I would assume they are talking about Ernest Shackleton, the arctic explorer, correct?Flag DaBu777on January 24, 2012 Link
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-2General Comment:His lyrics are very one eyed and naive in general but at least it's well written in general.Flagged Chrissalixon January 23, 2012 Link
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+2General Comment:I'd say the message of this song is pretty obvious, but the lyrics are nonetheless powerful and actually quite relevant. I don't think it's specifically about digging for oil under the icecaps though, I think it's a general portrayal of humanity's greed and opportunistic ways, despite the damage we are doing we continue to exploit our planet with no consideration of the long term effects. I think the drug analogy used it a really good one, our hunger for money really is an addiction, and it's one we'll continue to feed, much like a drug addict will feel his addiction until he dies.Flagged lukas1051on January 17, 2012 Link
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