Pleasure Heads Must Burn Lyrics - The Birthday Party

bu-u-u-u-u-u-rn! pop! pop! 

bu-u-u-u-u-u-rn! pop! pop! 

I reckon I'm a bit too close to this one 

I reckon if I touch it might just burn 

flesh-heads like me just wax and melt 

when my tongue touches titty's tongue in turn 

sometimes pleasure heads must burn 

bu-u-u-u-u-u-rn! pop! pop! 

bu-u-u-u-u-u-rn! pop! pop! 

my brain tricked my hands to believe they were strong 

in short, my hands became clubs to grind 

I reckon I'm a bit too close to this one 

kiss me darling, kiss my eyes to blind 

kiss my clubs and witness what my knuckles find 

bu-u-u-u-u-u-rn! pop! pop! 

bu-u-u-u-u-u-rn! pop! pop! 

I feel a little low, you know what I mean? 

buried neck-high in British snow 

I reckon I'm a bit too close to this one 

shoot me darling, shoot me in the head and go 

ya! ya! teeth gone. follow my trail back home. 

ya! ya! teeth gone. follow my trail back home. 

ya! ya! bu-u-u-u-u-u-rn! pop! pop! 

etcetera. 

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