Pleasure - Baxter Dury

How did it feel when we were wiser

Nose was like a flashy antenna

Seeking out unsavory business

Perfectly happy with the future you made

Lots of laughs, corners we’ve gained

It’s a pleasure

It’s a pleasure

How did it feel when the clocks went back

The lights went out and your eyes were open

Ferrero Rocher prostitutes

Primark debutants in boots

Crisis in this male midriff

Lost within these solid wet lips

It’s a pleasure

It’s a pleasure