Post Script — Catatonia

He came on ecclesiastically

His sermon loud and bold

And I got hold of spiritual healing

His eloquence, magnificent

I didnt stand for long

And there I learnt how prayer can be misguiding

But Im a good girl

Oh Im a good girl

Im a good girl

They recommended counselling

But I dont need to talk

I dont get off on communal changing

Im better bred, much better led

Leave my keys at home

But brace yourselves for industrial cleavage

Cos Im a good girl

Oh Im a good girl

Im a good girl

If you live a lie youll die a liar

If you live a lie youll die a liar

Pants on fire

Jean of arc can kiss my art

Leave a charcoal mark

Theres so much more to solitary refinement

Cos Im a good girl

Oh Im a good girl

Im a good girl

If you live a lie youll die a liar