Well it's hot in the yard   And it's cool in the bed   And I whip the blankets into cotton thread   And I'll tear all the carpet up over my head   'Til my feet can go right through the basement      Well you play so surprised at what you have found   But I heard you coming from way across town   So let's get to getting to burning it down   And the fire, it's spreading like madness      'Cause I'm steeped in this pleasure   I've snapped from my tether   That the nation may vibrate apart   And you lead me again to the back of the line   And we'll work our way slow to the start      When the dishes are broken and the kitchen's a mess   I'm trapped in the door   Why don't you make me confess   'Cause I'm tastin' delicious   To just keep you guessin'   Whatever it is, that ignites me      'Cause I'm steeped in this pleasure   I've snapped from my tether   That the nation may vibrate apart   And you lead me again to the back of the line   And we'll work our way slow to the start   Yes we'll work our way slow to the start      When instinct is dirty and morality's clean   And we're bound for damnation say those magazines   Well to hell with the sorrow and watered-down scenes   We'll burn us a bridge straight to heaven.      'Cause I'm steeped in this pleasure   I've snapped from my tether   That the nation may vibrate apart   And you lead me again to the back of the line   And we'll work our way slow to the start   Yes we'll work our way slow to the start   Yes we'll work our way slow to the start