[00:00.00] 作词 : Jake Taylor[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jake Taylor/Ben Nairne/Eaven Dall[00:12.51]Suppose I chose to live in woes,[00:13.38]From the cold that breaks my bones.[00:14.70]The blizzard wizard from the Mid-West.[00:19.74]My throat is frozen take a deep breath.[00:21.81]Pure Michigan is what I represent[00:24.42]I Got to hijack the track to just stay relevant.[00:26.85]But I got something to keep your mind at ease[00:29.34]You’re watching every little fibre of me freeze.[00:30.51]Cause the airs so pure but you can’t drink the water.[00:35.64]A walking contradiction for our sons and our daughters[00:37.26]We don’t want out.[00:37.83]Can you hear us now?[00:42.33]Storms and ice turn the northern light.[00:47.67]Everything around into death and misery.[00:49.71]Storms and ice got me like a knife.[00:55.89]A culling. Bloodletting with no end in sight.[01:03.48]Sink your teeth into the veins into the veins of America.[01:19.20]Cut the blood with the oil make a murderer.[01:27.66]From the hand that feeds.[01:33.60]For the land that bleeds.[01:35.94]In sub-zero cold spit blood ice and snow[01:37.47]You got to kill to survive the night or you’ll die mother****er die.[01:56.25]From Byron Bay to Bay City.[01:58.17]It all comes back to me, the Beet Factory.[02:00.27]Madonna and Don are going to rock on, with Fonz and Ruhlig and the Gunn.[02:04.20]Will make you want to Michigama.