Sex Bob-Omb
Gasoline Eyes
Your gasoline eyeballs
And your sweet propane
You take a match to my fuselage
And I'll be burning all day

And I'll be burning
And I'll be burning
And I'll be burning all day

I'll keep me burning
I'll keep me burning
You keep me burning all day

All your petrol stand
A gasoline-filled bomb
Got me burning
Got me burning
Got me turn into an effigy to your love

And I'll be burning
And I'll be burning
And I'll be burning all day

I'll keep me burning
I'll keep me burning
You keep me burning all day