(I agree, this song has mystified me for most of a decade; supposedly easier to discern live -- rico)

Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven…

I must have stuffed myself too full
Swinging in the jack pine back with Louie Gabino
Alabam'-'bama evenin', my mind on somethin' new
Baggin' up your groceries, you're skipping to your loo

[rambling [bad word]  mostly unintelligible, make it up yourself!]

 [bad word] I skip?] to the side
cemetery plots, out the back
what you gonna do, far away
put a pine box, in your grave
[now you're gone gone?], for a [mile?]
Still I'm sittin' here
now you're gonna
show my way 

Steady-legged knee jerk as I sit and try to think
Standing up in rhythm as I'm [bad word]  in your sink
Now as I'm wonderin', will God sting
Can't understand a [bad word] word that Munly tries to sing

(repeat [bad word] 

Hey hey hey! 
Hey hey hey!
Hey hey hey! 
Hey hey hey! 
Hey hey hey! 
Hey hey hey! 
Hey hey hey! 
Hey hey hey! 

[Have no idea what this line is; I like to sing: "You! are! wearing plastic nails."]

[unintelligible yodeling and wailing]

Just one thing I must have failed to mention
Louie's got a forty-four and his finger's full of tension
Now as I'm wonderin', will God stay
Can't understand a god [bad word] word that Munly tries to say

(repeat [bad word] 

Hey hey hey! (8x)

[unintelligible: "You! Wah! way! we! plah wee"]

I started my deception
I pulled you underneath the water
I pulled the water over our head
Now we go
In my pine box
bit to short

I was saying 
pine box swaying
My pine box is yours
I was hog tied 
Pine box [weighted?] [way tight?]
My pine box is all

So we were saying
This is my last surprise
The angels singing 
And the clouds so nice
Went down to the river 
But the river was dry
There stands Saint Peter
[Down it? [bad word]  I?] started to cry
And we came 
Through the gates
Through the gates of time
And we came 
through the gates 
and the Cloud was Nine
And I got on my knees
And I kissed the cloud
And I prayed for The Savior, 
"Don't lock me out!"