Unless otherwise noted, all songs written by Kurt Wagner published by Pathetic Hindsight, BMI and administered by Bug Music. I tried to figure these lyrics out. If you think I fucked up, send me an email. Or if you've got any other song lyrics, send them my way. Nine Doodoodoochedoodoochedoodelee... And if you don't mind you little friend of mine we could climb to the top of the hill by the shrine follwing defined this candy covered lime i could lick every inch of your skin by the time CHORUS: mmm get along just fine our clocks keep perfect time if you'd raise your glasses then i'd lower mine you're boyfriend's really kind could be a friend of mine i just wish i was him when your hand touches mine it's like a flashy sign too bad i'm fuckin' blind i assume if i'm patient it will work out just in time CHORUS about the party line totally yellow vine lady's night has been set but i don't you will find the thing is on my spine my head on your behind we could play in the yard silhouettes we'll find CHORUS n.o. this is not new orleans no party in my head i want to take a bottle from the barroom to my bed i want to know the flavor feel the stinging on my tongue see the scattered dumbness of another evening left undone this is not poetry this is depravity this is an outrage this is unsavory i am escaping my home trappings it takes an old man to bend a sapling do not want do not ponder what goes on here goes on up yonder ghastly mask shape undone a human pile of hair and gum this wicked man has become unwise a silhouette between her thighs we are now going we are not growing any more any more spike your mouth the bottle's empty urinate upon the tree into the lake you threw the housekey your mistake their morality sleeps with the fishes dirty dishes there lays the vessel on its side