June and I are walking aimlessly 
Immediate surroundings are a mystery, mystery
Skitter around the law of diminishing returns 
You know we need to dance...
We really need to dance before 
The picture turns, Picture turns
It burns

Burning, burn the stick from both ends burning
Burning and go quick, too quick to hold the 
Yearning on display
Burning burn the stick from both ends burning
Wicked and away, that'll be the day

June wants to slip it on and fit just like a glove
But she's slippin' and slidin' up the backbone of love
Of love
Like a glove

Burning, burn the stick from both ends burning
Burning and go quick, too quick to hold the 
Yearning on display
Burning burn the stick from both ends burning
Wicked and away, that'll be the day