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Dear Mavis I'm compelled to write this letter
Dear Mavis it was very strange to see him
Mavis' opinion is all we really seek
Lie while he's still alive
Dear Mavis, thought I'd follow up my letter
Mavis' opinion is all we really seek
Lie now that he has died
And we know him as our vicar and by night a part-time stripper
Should we lie now that he has died
Cast your stone now he who never sins
Stop me before I go over the edge
Happy children specially in need
Stop me before I go over the edge
Only for tinsel
Photographic duchess,
It's the way you move in castle grounds
Duchess I will like you
Regal by appointment
It's the way you move in castle grounds
Duchess I will like you
Sometimes you're here at my side
Sometimes you're here at my side
Duchess I will like you
Duchess I will like you
I'm writing these words like the fool that I am
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
Lyrics mean nothing, don't right any wrongs
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
They all believe me
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
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
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 scouser
But the only thing the stripper wears is plastic trousers
Mavis' opinion is all we should we...
Should we lie while he's still alive
'Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it
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 should we...
Should we lie now that he has died
'Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it
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 died
'Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it
Clearly all your roles are now defined
(You've got yours but I have broken mine)
Simply just reflections of
My honest professional belief that I am God
(I am God)
Stop me before I go over the edge
Stop me before I...
(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 separates
The action from intention, wash your hands
(Wash your hands)
Stop me before I go over the edge
Stop me before I...
Only for tinsel
Stop me before I go over the edge
Stop me before I go over the edge
Stop me before I...
Cousin of the queen
I've been infatuated duchess
Since I knew you had the queen
You're the cousin of the queen for Christ's sake
And that says a lot for me
I'd like you even better duchess
If she died and you were queen
Relation to the queen
I thought you were attractive duchess
But the clinched it all for me
You're the cousin of the queen for Christ's sake
And that says a lot for me
I'd like you even better duchess
If she died and you were queen
And sometimes you travel in time
I don't believe that wherever you travel
You'd get an assistant like mine
And sometimes you travel in time
I don't believe that wherever you travel
You'd get an assistant like mine
And that says a lot for me
I'd like you even better duchess
If she died and you were queen
And that says a lot for me
I'd like you even better duchess
If she died and you were queen
Trying to say something good like the person (I am)
But it's all just a sham 'cos the writer I am not
Could say anything, you'd believe them
Just your A-typical Boy-girl-girl-boy androgynous
Play on a publican's decoy
'Cos I had to drop out 'cos the Art School was sad and
If you believe all of that you're a bigger fool than me
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
In fact I'm not having them on this
You say they mean nothing just gobbledy-gook
But just look at yourself you're not clever enough
Understanding the truth, you are so out of touch
You believe all of this, you can't see it's a spoof
Understand all the words when they don't even rhyme
And I'm losing the rhythm and the whole thing's getting wierder and wierder
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
It's all so easy now
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much