Luyện nghe bài hát Arguing With Thermometers

This is an expedition into the tundra
This is a sickening mission just to spoil and

the sound of another door shutting,
In the face of progress, in the of progress
They'll plant flags in the sea bed,
is rolling in his grave.(2x)

Yeah yeah yeah, we're all addicted to the abused
And destructive drug of all
And I ain't talking class A's
That is minuscule when compared
And just like an addict desperate to get his fix
We to committing crimes to secure our next hit

You know oil in the ice
You know oil in my eyes
You there's blood on my hands
Yeah! all addicted, we're all dependent
That's a maniac standpoint, a psychotic

That's the sound of door shutting,
In the face of progress, in the of progress
They'll plant flags in the sea bed,
is rolling in his grave.(2x)

So lemme get this
As we witness the ice caps
Instead of being spurred into our ways
gonna invest in military hardware to fight
For the remaining oil that's left the ice?
What happens when all gone?
You haven't thought this through have you

We'll take you
take you down
We'll you down
Stand ground!

You know oil in the ice
You know there's oil in my
You know blood on my hands
Yeah! we're all addicted, we're all
a maniac standpoint, a psychotic outlook

Yeh back to the board boys,
Accept nothing short of reversal,
Dig deep.