Ice Flow (Johny frostbite)
Ice flow nowhere to go
Ice flow nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra
They call him the shrew,
Arms in short,
Then with the claw
Whiteness,
Nothingness,
Endlessness
Death
The whiteness of the
Pales in comparison
Oh my god!
Who the hell are you?
I'm little Johnny Frostbite moving around
Freezin' you up freezing you down
Like an icicle
Comin' in your tent like a cold night scissor bite
Arctic death
Infinite night
They call me tundra boy because
I move like an arctic lizzard
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!