Vicar in a Tutu The Smiths
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[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
Of a Vicar in a tutu
He's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way
[Verse 2]
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 bannister?
[Chorus]
A vicar in a tutu
He's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way
[Verse 3]
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!
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
[Chorus]
Of a Vicar in a tutu
He's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way
[Verse 2]
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 bannister?
[Chorus]
A vicar in a tutu
He's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way
[Verse 3]
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!
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