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 :