Victorian Ice lyrics

Victorian ice and Edwardian snowYou'll find yourself askingIs there something below?Cause your surface area is like old whale bonesPreserved in museums, they're so totally coldOh I, oh I, settled down over thereWon't you hold your babies closer?I know I, I need youBut you better keep moving before you get totally coldAnd you better start growing up before you get oldTotally wicked and equally aceHoopoes and herring gulls over chalky cliffsIt's all thats left you know, carbonate and mythWhitebait and cockleshell, washed up like a giftSecret histories arrive by longshore driftOh I, oh I, settled down over hereWon't you hold your baby's hairOh I, know I, I need youAnd you better keep moving before you get totally coldOh, you better start growing up before you get oldBut you still don't understandNo, you still don't understandTotally wicked and equally ace