The Smiths - VICAR IN A TUTU (RANK) lyrics

rate me

I was minding my business

I was lifting some lead off

The roof of the Holy Name church

It was worthwhile living a laughable life

Just 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 child

As Rose collects the money in the cannister

Who comes sliding down the bannister ?

The vicar in a tutu

He's not strange

He just wants to live his life this way

Oh, the monkish monsignor

With a head full of plaster

Said : "My man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned"

As Rose collects the money from the cannister

As natural as Rain

He dances again

My god !

The vicar in a tutu

Oh yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh ...

The vicar in a tutu

Oh yeah

Oh ...

The next day in the pulpit

With Freedom and Ease

Combatting ignorance, dust, and disease

As Rose counts the money in the cannister

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'm a living sign

I am a living sign

I'm a living sign

I am a living sign

I'm a living sign

Sign ...

I am a living sign

Oh ...