Im seven years old And my bowties askew Gonna get some body of Jesus Christ In a brown velvet suit All the girls are dressed like angels How sweetly they sang Oh be not afraid of Us delicate meringues The trailing skirts of God [x3] Have passed on by Its five years later and Im on my knees again I am here to confirm what my Parents began And I promise to abstain from intoxicating liquor But the flesh, it is weak And my faith was never stronger The trailing skirts of God [x3] Have passed on by But oh how I cling on Cos its been a rich seam of song And though its makebelieve Can I bring myself to leave This lies been burning too long Sometimes in my teens Up in Kellyers bedroom Skipping on Saturday evening mass for some solvent abuse As the world spun around me And I eased to the floor Must remember to get that sermon And keep the wolf from the door The trailing skirts of God [x3] Have passed on by... Ive drifted far from you In this bloodless coup Ive drifted far from you In this bloodless coup I say goodday and adieu [Repeating]
trailing, skirt, coup, bloodless, x3