THE WEAKERTHANS – OUR RETIRED EXPLORER
(DINES WITH MICHEL FOUCAULT)

Just one more drink and then I
Should be on my way home
I’m not entirely sure
What you’re talking about
I’ve had a really nice time
But my dogs need to be fed
I must say that in the right light
You look like Shackleton

Comment allez-vous ce soir? Je suis comme ci comme ça
Yes, a penguin taught me French back in Antarctica

Oh, I could show you the way
Shadows colonize snow
Ice breaking up on the bay
Off the Lassiter coast
Light failing over the pole
As every longitude leads
Up to your frost bitten feet
Oh, you’re very sweet

Thank you for the flowers and the book by Derrida
But I must be getting back to dear Antarctica

Say, do you have a ship
And a dozen able men
That maybe you could lend me?

Oh Antarctica
Oh Antarctica
Oh Antarctica
Oh Antarctica