I was minding my business lifting some lead off
EThe roof of the Holy Name Church
EIt was worthwhile living a laughable life
Just to set my eyes on a blistering sight
C#mOf 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
EThat wouldn~t cover the head of a child
EAs Rose collects the money in the cannister
Who comes sliding down the banister
C#mThe 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
ESaid, -my man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned-
EAs Rose counts the money in the cannister
As natural as rain he dances again
C#mVicar in a tutu
Oh yeah
Oh yeah...
C#m
Vicar in a tutu
Oh yeah
Oh yeah...
The next day in the pulpit with freedom and ease
ECombating ignorance, dust and disease
EAs Rose counts the money in the cannister
As natural as raihe dances again and again and again
C#mAnd the fabric of a tutu
Any man could get used to
And I am a living sign
I~m a living sign....
C#m A BI~m a living sign....
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