The Mighty Boosh The Tundra Rap

The Stretching on beyond The human imagination, Desolation of the Oh my God Ice flow, nowhere to go, Ice flow, nowhere to go, Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra Check him out. They call him the shrew, Arm s in shock, Live with the claw I m little Johnny Frosbite, Moving around, Freezing you up, freezing you down, Like an icicle, Comin in your tent in the big blight scissor bite, Arctic death, Infinite night They call me Tundra Boy Because I move like an arctic lizard, When the blizzard strikes I disappear, Like a white dream, All that s left is a gleam Boosh, boosh, stronger than a moose, Don t lock your door Or we ll come through your roof top, Stop or I ll take your mind off the flow, Because the Boosh is loose And we re a little bit cold, Ice flow, nowhere to go, Ice flow, nowhere to go, Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra