I was minding my business
00:00
Lifting some lead off the roof of the Holy Name church
00:03
It was worthwhile living a laughable life
00:08
To set my eyes on the blistering sight
00:12
Of a Vicar in a tutu, he's not strange
00:15
He just wants to live his life this way
00:19
A scanty bit of a thing covered with a decorative ring
00:23
Wouldn't cover the head of a goose
00:27
As Rose collects the money in a cannister
00:31
Who comes sliding down the bannister?
00:35
Vicar in a tutu, he's not strange
00:39
He just wants to live his life this way
00:42
The monkish monsignor with a head full of plaster
00:47
Said, "My man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned"
00:50
As Rose counts the money in the cannister
00:54
As natural as rain, he dances again, my God
00:58
The Vicar in a tutu, oh yeah
01:02
Oh yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, ah
01:06
01:13
The Vicar in a tutu, oh yeah
01:24
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
01:28
The next day in the pulpit with freedom and ease
01:32
Combatting ignorance, dust with disease
01:36
As Rose counts the money in the cannister
01:40
As natural as rain, he dances again and again and again
01:44
In the fabric of a tutu
01:48
Any man could get used to
01:49
And I am the living sign
01:52
And I am the living sign, I am the living sign
01:54
I'm the living sign, I am the living sign
02:02
I'm the living sign, sign, I am the living sign
02:09
02:20
Lyrics & Translation
[English]
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
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
Wouldn't cover the head of a goose
As Rose collects the money in a 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 counts the money in the cannister
As natural as rain, he dances again, my God
The Vicar in a tutu, oh yeah
Oh yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, ah
...
The Vicar in a tutu, oh yeah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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, he dances again and again and again
In the fabric of a tutu
Any man could get used to
And I am the living sign
And I am the living sign, I am the living sign
I'm the living sign, I am the living sign
I'm the living sign, sign, I am the living sign
...
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