Turns Me On - Elysian Fields

You pull your ship into my isle

And choke the helm for my delight

Dragging your bony ghost

Along my coast

You dirty rotten bastard

Licking at my scars

It turns me on

It turns me on

You slip the shiver up my thigh

And all the while

You shirk and smile

Hanging around my star

Won’t get you far

The last laugh’s yours baby

Grow your fawns

It turns me on

It turns me on

It ain’t human

But it’s all we get

Chewing the hunter’s net

Is what we’re doing

Perhaps you know

My garden’s chalk

If something grows you’ll yank the stalk

Waving your shiny shears

Right through my fears

You dirty rotten bastard

Always almost gone

You’re almost gone

It turns me on

It turns me on

It turns me

On