Luyện nghe bài hát Arguing With Thermometers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeh to the drawing board boys,
Accept short of complete reversal,
Dig deep.