Tom: E E I was minding my business lifting some lead off E The roof of the Holy Name Church E It was worthwhile living a laughable life E Just to set my eyes on a blistering sight C#m Of a vicar in a tutu He~s not strange A B He just wants to live his life this way E A scanty bit of a thing with a decorative ring E That wouldn~t cover the head of a child E As Rose collects the money in the cannister E Who comes sliding down the banister C#m The vicar in a tutu He~s not strange A B He just wants to live his life this way E The monkish monsignor with a head full of plaster E Said, -my man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned- E As Rose counts the money in the cannister E As natural as rain he dances again C#m Vicar in a tutu Oh yeah A B Oh yeah... E E E E C#m Vicar in a tutu Oh yeah A B Oh yeah... E The next day in the pulpit with freedom and ease E Combating ignorance, dust and disease E As Rose counts the money in the cannister E As natural as raihe dances again and again and again C#m And the fabric of a tutu Any man could get used to A B And I am a living sign C#m A B I~m a living sign.... C#m A B I~m a living sign....