I'm seven years old
And my bow-tie's 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 pa**ed on by
It's five years later and
I'm 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 pa**ed on by
But oh how I cling on
'Cos it's been a rich seam of song
And though it's make-believe
Can I bring myself to leave
This lie's been burning too long
Sometimes in my teens
Up in Kellyer's bedroom
Skipping on Saturday evening ma** 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 pa**ed on by...
I've drifted far from you
In this bloodless coup
I've drifted far from you
In this bloodless coup
I say good-day and adieu
[Repeating]