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Dear Mavis I'm compelled to write this letter In the hope that you maysoon be getting better I've a feeling you should go and see a doctor Ifyou haven't then you know you really oughta I was worried so I went tosee the vicar But before I could confess he first confessed to be astripper Dear Mavis it was very strange to see him So I thought I'd writeand ask your opinion Should I grass on him, report him to the cardinal Orwether I should egg him on to turn professional If I dob on him they'llcall him plastic scouser But the only thing the stripper wears is plastictrousers Mavis' opinion is all we really seek Mavis' opinion is all weshould we... Lie while he's still alive Should we lie while he's stillalive' Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it Dear Mavis, thought I'd follow up my Cast your stone now he who never sins Clearly all yourroles are nowdefined( You've got yours but I have broken mine) Simply just reflectionsof My honest professional belief that I am God(I am God) Stop me before Igo over the edge Stop me before I go over the edge Stop me before I... Happy children specially in need( Send them to the dentist they willbleed) Before you get to know exhesitate( Could be gay or could bestraight) Your mental state which separates The action from intention,wash your hands( Wash your hands) Stop me before I go over the edge Stopme before I go over the edge Stop me before I... Only for tinsel Only fortinsel Stop me before I go over the edge Stop me before I go over theedge Stop me before I... letter Drop a line about the fate of our poorvicar Verytragically his time on earth is ended Found him gagged and bound instockings and suspenders Dear Mavis if you tell us what your thoughts are And I hope that they're not biased 'cos you are the vicar's daughter Mavis' opinion is all we really seek Mavis' opinion is all we shouldwe... Lie now that he has died Should we lie now that he has died ' Coswhen the vicar strips he gets away with it And we know him as our vicarand by night a part-time stripper And the vicar got suspended in hisstockings and suspenders And he's making wine from water while he dresseslike his daughter And we know that he's a rip off 'cos we've seen himwith his kit off Should we lie now that he has died Should we lie nowthat he has died' Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it
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