We Heart Our Hive

It's a pleasure to reject for pleasure
Light all your cassettes on fire
It's a measure to protect
This birthday present from distressIt's a pleasure to reject the hide-and-go-seek
Anonymity of public swimming pools
It's a measure to protect this like a fragrance
Shut your windows, happy birthdayIt's a pleasure to reject this distance
So light up the cassettes, all of the amateurs
Are canceled out for listening for the dulcet sounds
Of the new children's coterie safely singing in the rotaryWe all reject for pleasure, then we swing
Right time, wrong face
I can not deny my own sweet taste
This city shows me, owns me, undecided