Vicar in a Tutu - Live in London, 1986

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
 Jus5o 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
 Covered 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?
 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
 Said my man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned
 As rose collects the money in the cannister
 As natural as rain
 And he dances again, my God
 Vicar in a tutu
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 Vicar in a tutu
 The next day in the pulpit
 With freedom and ease
 Combatting ignorance, dust with disease
 As rose counts the money in the cannister
 As natural as rain
 And he dances again and again
 With a fabric of a tutu
 Any man could get used to
 And I am the living sign
 And I'm a living sign
 I'm a living sign
 I'm a living sign
 I'm a living sign
 I'm a living sign
 I'm a living sign