The Horn The Hunt - Pleasureland lyrics

Hey man, it's getting old All those stories in the news They make me ask for more I've walked on a landing strip In the frozen north Ice in blood Hackles are up all ready for you Fight me I drew on a face for you And I grew new legs for you I couldn't work for wages, not on my knees I might've liked it if I watched TV And just for want of a much better idea I want you to fight me Tell me what you want, I've already found it In pleasureland there's a pleasure man to fight Tell me what you got, I've already bought it In pleasureland there's a pleasure man to fight