How dare you wear a robe to preside
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How dare you cover your head to hide
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Your face from God
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How dare you smile from behind your beard
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To hide the fact your heart's afeared,
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And wave your rod
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How dare you be the one to assess
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Me, in this God-forsaken mess
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You, a man, in a purple dress
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A man in a purple dress
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You are all the same
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Gilded and absurd
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Regal, fast to blame
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Rulers by lost word
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Men above men, or prats
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With your high hats
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You priest, you mullah so high
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You pope, you wise rabbi
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You're invisible to me
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Like vapour from the sea
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How dare you? Do you think I'll quietly go?
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You are much braver than you know
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For I can't die
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Your staff, your stick, your special cap
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They'll protect in Hell? What crap!
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Believe the lie
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How dare you be the one to assess
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Me, in this God-forsaken mess
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You, a man, in a purple dress
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A man in a purple dress
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When you place your frown
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Between my God and prayer
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However grand your crown
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Or dignified your hair
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Men above men, or prats
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In your high hats
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You priest, you mullah so high
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You pope, you wise rabbi
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You are invisible to me
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Like vapour from the sea
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I lovingly mock you noble lords
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We all dress up to grant awards
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I do that as well
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I dare condemn your fashion sense
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At least you're not astride a fence
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That would not sell
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But I will deliver this address
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Your soul's condition don't impress
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You, a man, in a purple dress
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A man in a purple dress
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Man in a Purple Dress
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| The Who |
