World Pleasure

Aching, aching everywhere

I don't feel it, you don't care

Everyone's their father's sons

Feral youth and laser guns

Please don't send me off to war

That's not what my body's for

Maybe I was not born brave

Maybe I was born good looking

Showing everybody the bones

Hot cooking

Steaming little elegant soul

Weak vision

Cause biting on the tip of your tongue

Tweet wisher

So read about the word on the phone

What the world could be

When you talk to me

Give me energy

Let it be together

For everyone

Let the ocean come

When we get it done

For the world's pleasure

If you're happy, raise your hand

If you've five fingers, take a bow

Lawfully killed an English duh

Little hearts begin to her

New York city, cars and girls

Take a living, make a turn

Consciousness, I'm capable

But it's not my mess

I'm too good-looking

Showing everybody the bones

Hot cooking

Steaming little elegant soul

Weak vision

Cause biting on the tip of your tongue

Biting on the tip of your tongue

Tweet wisher

So read about the word on the phone

What the world could be

When you talk to me

Give me energy

Let it be together

For everyone

Let the ocean come

When we get it done

For the world's pleasure

What the world could be

When you talk to me

Give me energy

Let it be together

For everyone

Let the ocean come

When we get it done

For the world's pleasure