Don't you dare leave me where where it's so cold
And the snow against the door
And the cattle with their arses to the wind
Boats frozen to the shore
I have to cup my fingers round a match
Tie a scarf around my face
And boil the last spud I dug up from the patch
Nothing goes to waste

Here's to the condensation beading on our drinks
And our feet upon the wall
Here's to the summers full of wasps and wailing kids
And seaside paddleball

I walked for miles along the promenade
I loved my native land to dwell

Here comes the ice
That freezes hard
Without remorse
Like a vice
On the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights
Of the harbour yards

So here me out kid
Why did you stay at home?
And now act all woebegone?
Yes I lived a hundred thousands lives
And I wouldn't spare you one
Just one blast can chill you into misery
I left the house and asked the road which way

But here comes the ice
That freezes hard
Without remorse
Like a vice
On the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights
Of the harbour yards

In the night
I took off down the ice
Over meadow moor and stripe
Like a fucking meteorite
Beneath the northern lights
The stars at various heights
Didn't need no one's advice
But Jesus Christ
Saw unknown
Gods and rites
That pace
I didn't write
Laid out in black and white
No sooner meet than fight
Though the injury was slight

Here comes the ice
That freezes hard
Without remorse
Like a vice
On the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights
Of the harbour yards
Here comes the ice
That freezes hard
Without remorse
Like a vice
On the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights
Of the harbour yards
Here comes the ice
That freezes hard
Without remorse
Like a vice
On the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights
Of the harbour yards