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

That's the of another door shutting,
In the face of progress, in the face of
plant their flags in the sea bed,
Shackleton is in his grave.(2x)

yeah yeah, we're all addicted to the most abused
And destructive drug of all
And I talking about class A's
That business is when compared
And just an addict desperate to get his next fix
We resort to committing crimes to our next hit

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

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

So get this straight
As we witness the ice melt
Instead of being spurred into our ways
We're gonna invest in military to fight
For the remaining oil that's left the ice?
What happens it's all gone?
You haven't thought this through you boys?

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

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

Yeh back to the drawing boys,
nothing short of complete reversal,
Dig deep.