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Antarctica
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Vocals
Michael Cavanagh
Michael Cavanagh
Drums
Cook Craig
Cook Craig
Vocals
Joseph Walker
Joseph Walker
Guitar
Lucas Harwood
Lucas Harwood
Vocals
Stuart Mackenzie
Stuart Mackenzie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Songwriter
Michael Cavanagh
Michael Cavanagh
Songwriter
Cook Craig
Cook Craig
Songwriter
Lucas Harwood
Lucas Harwood
Songwriter
Joseph Walker
Joseph Walker
Songwriter
Stuart Mackenzie
Stuart Mackenzie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joseph Carra
Joseph Carra
Mastering Engineer
Sam Joseph
Sam Joseph
Recording Engineer
Stuart Mackenzie
Stuart Mackenzie
Producer

Lyrics

Take me away (take me away) I wanna feel them frost flakes on my face again Take me away (take me away) Where the temperature stays below 25-78 I felt so at home down here Had to step out of the heat Antarctica that's the place Synthetic breeze on my face I'm a polar bear in denial I can't help but hate the heat I can't help but hate the heat It's gonna be a miss, I can tell we've got snowball's chance in hell I know this ain't gonna go well Snowball's chance in hell It's gonna be a miss, I can tell we've got snowball's chance in hell I know this ain't gonna go well Snowball's chance in hell I made a deal with the Devil in the fuselage Crashed into Heaven in the dead of winter Walked on thin ice and got snowed under Caught my death and got iced over Got cold feet and a cold shoulder Ice in my veins and frost in my heart The cold hard truth is I'm the polar opposite Carved a hole in Heaven like an icebreaker Fahrenheit or Celsius Tell me what your policy is Are we talking the same language? It won't matter in utopia (utopia) Antarctica is the place for the cold embrace (Take me away, take me away) Antarctica, that's the place for me (Take me away, take me away) It's the place where the frost flakes spell out my name (Take me away, take me away) There's a polar bear calling out my name (take me away, take me away) He's telling me that a sunny day ain't got shit on this place Ah, oh Ah, oh Ah, oh (take me away, take me away...) Ah, oh (take me away, take me away...) When you got it made (when you got it made) When you got it made (when you got it made) It's just the tip of the iceberg (it's just the tip of the iceberg) It's just the tip of the iceberg, so put it on ice (you gotta put it on, you gotta put it on...) You gotta put it on ice (you gotta put it on, you gotta put it on...) You gotta put it on ice in our discontented winter And let that cool air blow away your every care
Writer(s): Stuart Mackenzie, Nicholas Craig, Ambrose Kenny Smith, Joseph Walker, Michael Cavanagh, Lucas Harwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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