On the From the Top of Willamette Mountain album.
Well it s a perfect situation for anyone in question
The logic just escapes me, the moment my head blows off
It was a lovely Friday evening, with lovely fellow heathens
And darlin I don t know the reasons, that drinking always leads to sex
But I don t want this atmosphere to stay
When you gave a part of me willingly away
Sometimes in the pitch of night
I hear the wolves, I think they might be coming to take me away
Aoooooooooooooooooooooo
A Christian reputation, distorts the mind s persuasion
No vices or perversions, could barricade the holy gates
My mother, she will say why son, my father, he won t say nothin
And we will all avoid explaining, the darkness inside my heart
But I don t want this atmosphere to stay
When you gave a part of me willingly away
Sometimes in the pitch of night
I hear the wolves, I think they might be coming
To take me away
Aoooooooooooooooooooooo
Aoooooooooooooooooooooo
Aoooooooooooooooooooooo
Aoooooooooooooooooooooo
Tabbed by Floor Demon