Wake up early in (Karakatu), Alaska

We put our masks on to welcome the dawn

Call the huskies and collide into their fur

Fragrant in the overcast

Don't be a bitter man

It could be worse,

A slave in Belarus or

a mat in Japan

Its cold as shit, always that way

Sometimes it gets to 99 below



Ah ah ah ah

Ah ah



(Whoa wha-oh)

I got some lovely phantasies

(Whoa wha-oh)

I got some lovely phantasies

And you got some lovely phantasies

Tear off the top, let your memory pop

Its running, running running, running away



After hours of fishin' through holes

In the ice we drilled

You told me that you had a plan

";Lets emigrate south to Sarasota

Where the marlin fishing never lets up

Until you want it to end";



(White men go, white men go)



White men go

to pieces in the tropics

I bet that is a topic

You'd rather not broach

Later on I'm gonna turn the heat to 10

I'll thaw your foolish dreams away