He came on ecclesiastically
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His sermon loud and bold
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And I got hold of spiritual healing
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His eloquence, magnificent
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I didn't stand for long
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And there I learnt how prayer can be misguiding
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But I'm a good girl
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Oh I'm a good girl
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I'm a good girl
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They recommended counselling
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But I don't need to talk
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I don't get off on communal changing
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I'm better bred, much better led
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Leave my keys at home
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But brace yourselves for industrial cleavage
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Cos I'm a good girl
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Oh I'm a good girl
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I'm a good girl
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If you live a lie you'll die a liar
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If you live a lie you'll die a liar
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Pants on fire
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Jean of Arc can kiss my art
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Leave a charcoal mark
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There's so much more to solitary refinement
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Cos I'm a good girl
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Oh I'm a good girl
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I'm a good girl
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If you live a lie you'll die a liar
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Post Script
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| Catatonia |
