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I was Eminding my business lifting some lead off
EThe roof of the Holy Name Church
EIt was worthwhile living a laughable life
EJust to set my eyes on a blistering sight
Of a vicar in a C#mtutu
He's not strange
He just Awants to live his life this Bway
EA scanty bit of a thing with a decorative ring
EThat wouldn't cover the head of a child
EAs Rose collects the money in the cannister
EWho comes sliding down the banister
The vicar in a C#mtutu
He's not strange
He just Awants to live his life this Bway
EThe monkish monsignor with a head full of plaster
ESaid, -my man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned-
EAs Rose counts the money in the cannister
EAs natural as rain he dances again
Vicar in a C#mtutu
Oh yeah
Oh Ayeah.B..
EEEE
Vicar in a C#mtutu
Oh yeah
Oh Ayeah...B
EThe next day in the pulpit with freedom and ease
ECombating ignorance, dust and disease
EAs Rose counts the money in the cannister
EAs natural as raihe dances again and again and again
And the fabric of a C#mtutu
Any man could get used to
And AI am a living Bsign
I'm a living C#msign....A B
I'm a living C#msign....A B
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