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Vicar in a Tutu - Live in London, 1986
Lyrics
I was minding my business
Lifting some lead off the roof of the Holy Name church
It was worthwhile living a laughable life
To set my eyes on the blistering sight
Of a vicar in a tutu, he's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way
A scanty bit of a thing with a decorative ring
That wouldn't cover the head of a goose
As Rose collects the money in a canister
Who comes sliding down the banister?
The vicar in a tutu, he's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way
The monkish monsignor with a head full of plaster
Said, "My man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned"
As Rose counts the money in the canister
As natural as rain he dances again, my God
The vicar in a tutu, oh, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah la la la la
The vicar in a tutu
Oh yeah, ooh
The next day in the pulpit with freedom and ease
Combatting ignorance, dust, and disease
As Rose counts the money in the canister
As natural as rain he dances again and again and again
In the fabric of a tutu any man could get used to
And I am the living sign, I am the living sign
I am a living sign, I am a living sign
I am a living sign, I am a living sign, sign
I am a living sign
Writer(s): Steven Morrissey, Johnny Marr
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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