Mansun - Stripper Vicar Lyrics
Dear mavis i'm compelled to write this letterIn the hope that you may soon be getting betterI've a feeling you should go and see a doctorIf you haven't then you know you really oughtaI was worried so i went to see the vicarBut before i could confess he first confessed to be a stripperDear mavis it was very strange to see himSo i thought i'd write and ask your opinionShould i grass on him, report him to the cardinalOr wether i should egg him on to turn professionalIf i dob on him they'll call him plastic scouserBut the only thing the stripper wears is plastic trousersMavis' opinion is all we really seekMavis' opinion is all weShould we lie while he's still aliveShould we lie while he's still alive'cos when the vicar strips he gets away with itDear mavis thought i'd follow up my letterDrop a line about the fate of our poor vicarVery tragically his time on earth is endedFound him gagged and bound in stockings and suspendersDear mavis if you tell us what our thoughts areAnd i hope that they're not biased 'cos you are the vicar's daughterMavis' opinion is all we really seekMavis' opinion is all weShould we lie now that he has diedShould we lie now that he has died'cos when the vicar strips he gets away with itAnd we know him as our vicarAnd by night a part-time stripperAnd the vicar got suspendedIn his stockings and suspendersAnd he's making wine from waterWhile he dresses like his daughterAnd we know that he's a rip off'cos we've seen him with his kit offShould we lie now that he has diedShould we lie now that he has died'cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it, oh *****
