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]