All Hang Down (Parts 1 & 2) Songtext

Let it all hang down, let us dance all night
I wanna hear the saw whine through the grass outside
I wanna hear the voices of a great choir
Like in the olden days crack the church roof through
I want this to fill me into the wee hours
I've got to spend some time in the smoky air
In the mild madness of a back room somewhere
I want a sweet guitar in my hands
And let the music fill me, and make me drunk again
What else is there beyond this? What else is there to live for?