We're burning it down
I'm glad I'm not hanging around
Caught in the cod-end of the trawl
I'm getting up and I'm getting now
To the Dionysian state
Where the pleasure feeds the taste of you
Without a shadow of a doubt
Bye bye, I'll be checking out
On to the next sensation
To the Dionysian state
Where the pleasure feeds the taste of you
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