The Gin Club - An Horse lyrics

I'll chase you round like a horse And desire which you don't condone And in a matter of due course I will raise you up and squeeze tight your bones And should you fall It would have my eyes your jaw and nose and all day run swiftly and toned I'll follow close your thoughts Oh and keep that which you don't want known Too racist to ignore To rest our eyes to carry us from war And should you fall It would have my eyes your jaw and nose and all day run swiftly and toned and all this done battle in an unbu*toned stripe your brain breaks the quiet as you plead with the night Course record's broken It fell in the night in the lustful life and we're in the fight and we're in the fight and we're in the fight and we're in the fight we're in the fight