(from Of Montreal's original)

Let's have bizarre celebrations
Let's forget who, forget what, forget where
We'll have bizarre celebrations
I'll play the satyr in Cyprus, you the bride being stripped bare

Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica
Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica

Let's have bizarre celebrations
Let's forget when, forget what, forget how
We'll have bizarre celebrations
We'll play Tristan and Izolde but make sure I see white sails

Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica
Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica

Maybe I'll never die, I'll just keep growing younger with you
And you'll grow younger too
Now it seems too lovely to be true
But I know the best things always do

Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica
Let's pretend we don't exist
Let's pretend we're in Antarctica