Lyrics:
You have an angel on your shoulder
But you wear the old god's horns.
And you dance around the maypole
While the vicar makes a toast
To the pagan
submarine numbers
On the main street of the sea
The Vicar is thicker
And I just can't see through to him
For his cardinal sings
A collection of hymns
the vicar who ran the hall
He said we can rehearse there any time at all
Well come on, come on, come on
Let's have some fun tonight
We're really rocking now,
to back.
So I walked down the aisle, dressed in style,
The vicar took a look at me and then began to smile.
The organ started playing. The bells began
has lost all powers of speech
And an owl in Munchkin Rock
A vicar with a thriving flock
Forbidden to preach
Now he only can screech
Only rumors,
I'm an outsider and love to dance the boogaloo
I'm a turnip head, I'm a lately wed and I'm waiting for you
More tea vicar? (Hold that tiger)
Yes,
Oh but her cup of tea, she would admit to no one
Hilary went to the Catholic Church because she wanted information
The vicar, or whatever, took her
t' see the navy blue Vicar
Paul Peter 'n misses wray flicker
cup of tea, she would admit to no one
Hilary went to the Catholic Church because she wanted information
The vicar, or whatever, took her to one side
No longer permitted to teach
Who has lost all powers of speech
And an Owl in Munchkin Rock
A vicar with a thriving flock
Forbidden to preach
Now he can
Old School Songs
Half a bitter for the vicar
He's here to save your soul
He's looking fat and jovial
Though he's nearly on the dole
Anne Riley
carried away
Not with the vision
But the streaks in his hair
Not with the vicars
Or the nuns or the priests
The day I met god
The day I met god, the day I
down the church hall
enormous amplifiers 6 feet tall
Gonna turn them up full blast
The vicar waves his arms and looks absurd
The noise drowns out his
Anything they'd learnt to love about long ago
And the cold people getting colder
Like babysitters in their graves
Satisfying heretic vicars passing
like all the rest.
My uncle was a vicar in the big parade
Selling fountain pens that never write
San Sebastian gamblers never cheat nor lie
They
Watch the muscles twich
For a brand new switch?
Doctor rectorates
Condescending from on high
For all hallucinators
See druggist in the sky
Vicar
and his pistol he killed them all
And they went to the vicar the very next day
And they left on their honeymoon right away
Oh, glory, glory, glory be
Way
crackers, and shit, I've seen the picture
He need a blessing, that nigga need a vicar
Them evil niggas, them make me even sicker
Tried to light weed up
to back.
So I walked down the aisle, dressed in style,
The vicar took a look at me and then began to smile.
The organ started playing. The bells began
the disgraced country vicar says it
The crazed guitar picker says it
The beatnik, the peacenik
The apparachick too
Babe, I'm on fire
Yeah, babe, I'm on fire
the disgraced country vicar says it
The crazed guitar picker says it
The beatnik, the peacenik
The apparachick too
Babe, I'm on fire
Yeah, babe, I'm on fire
Enourmous amplifiers 6 feet tall
Gonna turn them up full blast
The vicar waves his arms and looks absurd
The noise drowns out his godly words
And he can't get
sound
The sound torments me
It's 8 o'clock down the church hall
I've enough amplifiers 6 feet tall
Gonna turn them up full blast
The vicar waves
the vicar waiting
and shaking hands
with the prodigal and pompous
who knew the man
father figures and motherfuckers
who knew the man
god's doorman
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