North Pole

You were born into this world that never gave you much to take from and to save yourself, just tricks of all kind. And this land with it's history so heavy you would developscoliosis right around the age of mine. You're a North Pole, just a North Pole. Quickly tell me now that you want me ain't that the only thing left to do? Wanna crush and burn, move over, now it's my turn. From our fathers and fathers of our fathers proudly historically screwed. Dying in the living room to the music from America so proudly universal, that they like to call it soul. Oh what to do with all of this potential... Once my uncle had a tank now he's a tanker of the highest rank. I'm a North Pole... Oh how I love this town, on day my love will burn it to the ground...