Mansun - The Duchess Lyrics

Dear Mavis I'm compelled to write this letter In the hope that you may
soon be getting better I've a feeling you should go and see a doctor If
you haven't then you know you really oughta I was worried so I went to
see the vicar But before I could confess he first confessed to be a
stripper
Dear Mavis it was very strange to see him So I thought I'd write
and ask your opinion Should I grass on him, report him to the cardinal Or
wether I should egg him on to turn professional If I dob on him they'll
call him plastic scouserBut the only thing the stripper wears is plastic
trousers
Mavis' opinion is all we really seek Mavis' opinion is all we
should we... Lie while he's still alive Should we lie while he's still
alive' 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 your
roles are now
defined(You've got yours but I have broken mine)Simply just reflections
ofMy honest professional belief that I am God(I am God) Stop me before I
go over the edgeStop me before I go over the edgeStop me before I...
Happy children specially in need(Send them to the dentist they will
bleed)Before you get to know exhesitate(Could be gay or could be
straight)Your mental state which separatesThe action from intention,
wash your hands(Wash your hands) Stop me before I go over the edgeStop
me before I go over the edgeStop me before I... Only for tinselOnly for
tinsel Stop me before I go over the edgeStop me before I go over the
edgeStop me before I... letter Drop a line about the fate of our poor
vicar Very
tragically his time on earth is ended Found him gagged and bound in
stockings 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 seekMavis' opinion is all we should
we... Lie now that he has died Should we lie now that he has died 'Cos
when the vicar strips he gets away with it
And we know him as our vicar
and by night a part-time stripper And the vicar got suspended in his
stockings and suspenders And he's making wine from water while he dresses
like his daughter And we know that he's a rip off 'cos we've seen him
with his kit off Should we lie now that he has diedShould we lie now
that he has died' Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it