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Arguing With Thermometers
by Superlove
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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
A psychotic outlook
That's a maniac standpoint
A 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 seabed
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 seabed
Shackleton is rolling in his grave
So let me get this straight
As we witness the ice caps melt
Instead of being spurred into changing our ways
We're gonna invest into military hardware
To fight for the remaining oil that's 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 a maniac standpoint
A psychotic outlook
That's a maniac standpoint
Yeah, back to the drawing board, boys
Accept nothing short of complete reversal
Dig deep
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
A psychotic outlook
That's a maniac standpoint
A 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 seabed
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 seabed
Shackleton is rolling in his grave
So let me get this straight
As we witness the ice caps melt
Instead of being spurred into changing our ways
We're gonna invest into military hardware
To fight for the remaining oil that's 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 a maniac standpoint
A psychotic outlook
That's a maniac standpoint
Yeah, back to the drawing board, boys
Accept nothing short of complete reversal
Dig deep
