Chin Chin & Muck Muck

When I was a young boy I had a lot of young boys And we taught each other dearly how to love Oh dearly how to love Now that I'm an old hag All I got's are things that sag But it really ain't so bad No it really ain't so bad Look at the neighbors with their long blond hair Makin' their money at the Renaissance fair They live under your dress in a massengilic mess Singin' klang bang wang I swear The neighbors will hear you The neighbors will hear you The neighbors will hear you The neighbors will hear you A glass eye tends to the garden in your breast singin' Mama you're a dog too dull to bite My love's central sun Hides her bells in emptiness I hung the hangman And I ain't afraid to fight But he's gonna get me He's gonna get me He won't forget me He's gonna get me Well steal my face I do declare This might be a start of a new affair I'm gonna braid exotic birds in your hair How can I tell 'Cause I see wildfire everywhere All my thoughts are hairs On a wild wild boar Runnin' slowly down the lilac slope We're tryin' not to scare The sweet prairie hogs As we descend on them like vultures through the fog We're vulpinous vultures We're elegant armchairs We're vulpinous vultures Give heals time to wound as we lazily spoon Bend me over bend me back my bow And take a little sniff And I'll grant you every wish Glue my belly to your gibbous rainbow --- Chin Chin & Muck Muck - Devendra Banhart