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