Victorian Ice Lyrics

Victorian Ice lyrics

Victorian ice and Edwardian snow

You'll find yourself asking

Is there something below?



'Cause your surface area

Is like old whale bones

Preserved in museums

They're so totally cold



Oh I, oh I, settled down over there

Won't you hold your babies closer?

I, know I, I need you



But you better keep moving

Before you get totally cold

And you better start growing up

Before you get old

Totally wicked and equally ace



Hoopers and herring gulls

Over chalky cliffs

It's all that's left you know

Carbonate and myth



Whitebait and cockleshell

Washed up like a gift

Secret histories arrive

By long shore drift



Oh I, oh I, settled down over here

Won't you hold your baby's hair?

Oh I, know I, I need you



And you better keep moving

Before you get totally cold

Oh, you better start growing up

Before you get old



But you still don't understand

No, you still don't understand

Totally wicked and equally ace