Pleasure Songtext
von Baxter Dury
Pleasure Songtext
How does it feel when we were wiser
Nose just like a fleshy antenna, seeking out unsavoury business
Perfectly happy with the future you've made, loss of light, corners we've gained
It's a pleasure
It's a pleasure
How does it feel when the clocks went back, lights went out and your eyes were open
Ferrero Rocher prostitutes, Primark debutantes in boots
Crisis in this male midriff, lost within these soiled wet lips
It's a pleasure
It's a pleasure
It's a pleasure
It's a pleasure
Nose just like a fleshy antenna, seeking out unsavoury business
Perfectly happy with the future you've made, loss of light, corners we've gained
It's a pleasure
It's a pleasure
How does it feel when the clocks went back, lights went out and your eyes were open
Ferrero Rocher prostitutes, Primark debutantes in boots
Crisis in this male midriff, lost within these soiled wet lips
It's a pleasure
It's a pleasure
It's a pleasure
It's a pleasure
Writer(s): B. Dury, M. Moré Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
