Antarctica - Flat Worms

Vest of chain mail, heavy shield

Outnumbered, no weapons to wield

You’ve got the wrong map, you’re in the wrong field

Filled up with red flowers in June

Antarctica

Full time living, Antarctica

Full time living at the antipode

Full time living, Antarctica

My dog is smiling as I drive her to the park

We sit together in my kitchen after dark

I ask her questions, she just barks

This is a town where no one else lives

It’s Antarctica

Full time living, Antarctica

Full time living at the antipode

Full time living, Antarctica

Some people are fine, some people don’t mind

Some people looking for a place to go

It’s not a secret when everybody knows

Not personal when everybody knows

Antarctica

Full time living, Antarctica

Full time living at the antipode

Full time living, Antarctica