North Pole - Julia Marcell

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…