Swingin' Utters - I Follow lyrics

He resides on Mt. Olympus where no mortal goes He is my charming mentor and everybody knows He'll bring you ecstasy and fill you with his grace Careening carelessly he'll coax you to his place He walks through the vine rows I'll follow where he goes His legs are smooth and clear and best when they run slow His nose is earthy, fruit, peppery or rose Sometimes he's Beaujolais and sometimes bourgeoisie He'll warm you with his touch and copious luxury He walks through the vine rows I'll follow where he goes He walks through the vine rows I'll follow where he goes As I swim listlessly through the clouded night Hellenic songs surround and draw me to the light Epicurean desires aroused; I fall down to my knees A handsome sacrifice, for Bacchus if you please He walks through the vine rows I'll follow where he goes He walks through the vine rows I'll follow where he goes He spends all my time But I can't complain It's always in vain He can't do it another way Never really knew Never really cared Always made a mess At least I dared