Its a religion without a God Determines behaviour To keep all peas within one pod And call it our saviour Cause praying proves no benefit Theres smouldering stakes to show for it And for every abuse Theres a perfect excuse Tradition Noone asks for evidence Thats rather convenient Stupiditys a preference For being obedient Hang on to what youve got You silly superstitious lot Boy meets girl Girl loves boy Family planning Just like the old folks Just like before Shame on the mother Babys a girl Staining the family honour Has done her No good Ten commandments counting for Eleven expectations All your worries disappear Free of guilt and free of fear So were fighting the bull As it pays to be cruel Tradition Memories Devoted to the past History Caught up on you at last I cant live without you Boy meets girl Girl wants boy Boy wants girl Girls unsure Family values Just like before The boy is alright The girl is a who*e Its a religion without a God Determines behaviour To keep all peas within one pod And call it our saviour Cause praying proves no benefit Theres smouldering stakes to show for it The way that we choose Is a perfect excuse Tradition Tradition Tradition