The Arctic of Men

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Out in the arctic of men
I have only a pen and I try to keep track
Of this gross mismanagement
That goes on at the hands of my brothers,
When worlds collide
We just stand back and try to choose sides
And whoever's blood flows coldest inside
Will be the one who survives
On the arctic of men.
Just an old country boy in the arctic of men,
I was quickly laid low by the power of the pen,
As I watched all my idiot desperate friends,
Climb high in the arctic of men.
Oh such foolish boys,
Running around, such foolish boys,
Turning it on, plucking the wings,
You don't understand a thing,
All that you are is foolish boys.
Sit down and play me a hand,
You all know how I love a good game of chance,
Even though we're all bluffing and laughing at nothing,
Well the whole world is watching let's always be friends,
I write my insane letters to the president
And I ask her if she knows where all my money went,
And I draw pretty patterns on the walls of my room,
Because I can't afford rent with a view.
When worlds collide
We just stand back and try to choose sides
And whoever's blood flows coldest inside
Will be the one who survives.
Oh such foolish boys,
Running around, such foolish boys,
Turning it on, plucking the wings,
You don't understand a thing,
All that you are is foolish boys,
In the arctic of men.

credits

from The Sugar Man, released October 6, 2017
Written/performed/recorded by Tim Cluff
Mixed and Mastered by James Shoen at JBS Studios

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