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Thats right I aim to please
Thats right I aim to please
Im acting like some kind of Victorian serf child
I have considered the possibility of trading fluids
On the platform of the underground station
But I have watched and I have seen
And I have counted all the passers-by
Me and my friend here we have been engaged
In a search for some time months now
For houses hotels and highlights, experienced midwives
For money to turn into medicine
And what do we find?
What do we find?
What do we find?
A shocking lack thereof. But wait...

Wear your moonboots, they suit you too

And more like Elvis Presley on the booze
Believe that you have everything to lose
Thats right I aim to please
Thats right I aim to please
Pay a visit to a nurse to have your head deloused
Talk for hours about the politics of Mickey Mouse
You know how it is
Nighttimes, gotta get out of the house
Gotta get out of the house
Gotta get out of the house
Gotta get out of the house

My life is for pleasure, a wiggle in flesh
Im soaked and in malice, Im all in distress

And as I was promised my life is for rage
My guide is a drunk and a female bouquet

My lifes been mistaken for garbage and gold
My life is in private, I gotta move on till Im old
Till Im old, till Im old
I gotta move on till Im old
I gotta move on till Im old
Thats right I aim to please
Till Im old, till Im gone
Till Im gone, till Im gone