[Intro] Yo, Fisk… you said the water was “refreshing.” My paws are numb, my spots are shivering. This ain’t Asimbonanga — this is Where-my-Fur-went? [Verse 1] From the lowveld heat where the marula drips MadMac cruising, with the sun on his hips Kruger dust red like a lion’s last breath Thirty-six degrees — that’s a light summer death He packs his bags, no visa, no flight Just a leopard’s dream and a starry night “Fisk, my bru, I’m coming for a swim” Didn’t know the Fjord would be eating him [Chorus] Oh Fisk, my rainbow brother Why’s the water colder than a leopard’s mother? Six degrees in the midnight sun See Mi Yah – nah, I barely see anyone (Backing vocals, filtered) Cold water leopard… cold water leopard… Rhythm & Sound when the north wind blow Bob Marley says “Don’t worry” – but the ice say “Whoa” [Verse 2 ] Fisk flips his tail in the Glomma stream “Welcome to Norway, now live the dream” He plays Exodus on a mossy rock MadMac’s teeth doing the Chicken-Chatter Sock “I brought you a springbok, where’s the braai?” Fisk points to a glacier — Mac starts to cry “Johnny Clegg sang of the warm savannah Not a frozen trout in a flannel bandana” [Chorus] Oh Fisk, my rainbow brother Why’s the water colder than a leopard’s mother? Six degrees in the midnight sun See Mi Yah – nah, I barely see anyone (Dub echo) Cold water leopard… cold… water… leopard… [Dub breakdown – bass heavy, melodica solo, spoken echoes] (Echoed whispers) “Rhythm & Sound… See Mi Yah…” “Bob say every little thing gonna be alright…” “Mac, your spots are turning blue, bru.” [Bridge] I miss the baobab, I miss the bake Jaco’s guitar and the old rock snake But Fisk looks up with a trout’s small smile “Stay one more week – it’s only twelve more miles To the warm spring pools where the salmon go” (Mac whispers) “…That’s still like ten below?” [Outro Chorus] Oh Fisk, my strange cold friend This holiday must come to an end I’ll take your dub and your See Mi Yah But next year — Mauritius, by a warm lagoon (Fisk, spoken over fading melodica) “I’ll bring the riddim. You bring the sun.” (Mac, last line) “Ja… and you won't need a jumper.”
