Текст и слова песни The Plot To Blow Up The Eiffel Tower – Pleasure Heads Must Burn
I reckon I'm a bit too close to this one
Flesh-heads like me just wax and melt
When my tongue touches titty's tongue in turn
Sometimes pleasure heads must burn
Pop! Pop!
I feel a little low
Buried neck-high in British snow
I feel a little low
Buried neck-high in British snow
Kiss me darling, kiss my eyes to blind
Kiss my clubs and witness what my knuckles find
Yeah! Yeah!
Flesh-heads like me just wax and melt
When my tongue touches titty's tongue in turn
Sometimes pleasure heads must burn
Pop! Pop!
I feel a little low
Buried neck-high in British snow
I feel a little low
Buried neck-high in British snow
Kiss me darling, kiss my eyes to blind
Kiss my clubs and witness what my knuckles find
Yeah! Yeah!
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