Unrepentant Geraldines
Matthew, Mark, John, and Luke
(This is the day of reckoning)
Mamma looks to you for truth
(With the heart of Saint Catherine)
No need to apologize
(For the gypsy Madonna)
Truth is not always kind
(Jesus hosanna)
Peter and Paul, they did condemn
(This is the day of reckoning)
Women like the Magdalene
(She you said the savior loved best)
Now you ask me if I agree
(Our patron Saint Cecilia)
With the unrepentant Geraldines
(Jesus hosanna)
Chapel of birds
We sing our song, revise the word
Will you pray, pray for me
Unrepentant Geraldines?
I'm gonna free myself from your opinion
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
I'm gonna free myself from your aggression
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
Our Father of Corporate Greed
(This is the day of reckoning)
You absolve corporate thieves
(They will give the Judas kiss)
As our governments relent
(Guess who gets them elected?)
And turn a blind eye to your sin
(Jesus hosanna)
Chapel of birds
We sing our song, revise the word
Will you pray, pray for me
Unrepentant Geraldines?
I'm gonna free myself from your opinion
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
I'm gonna free myself from your aggression
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
Chapel of birds
We sing our song, revise the word
Will you pray, pray for me
Unrepentant Geraldines?
I'm gonna free myself from your opinion
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
I'm gonna free myself from your aggression
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
If you find the Vicar's wife
Running through the rain
On her way from Saint James
To Mary's in the field
You'll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass
Like a Messiah
If you find the Vicar's wife
Staring out to sea
Praying for one more soul
We lose one every week
There she will light a flame
Asking why they've gone
What are we not giving
Giving to the young?
You'll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass
Like a Messiah
If you find the Vicar's wife
Running through the rain
On her way from Saint James
To Mary's in the field
On her way from Saint James
To Mary's in, Mary's in, in the field
(This is the day of reckoning)
Mamma looks to you for truth
(With the heart of Saint Catherine)
No need to apologize
(For the gypsy Madonna)
Truth is not always kind
(Jesus hosanna)
Peter and Paul, they did condemn
(This is the day of reckoning)
Women like the Magdalene
(She you said the savior loved best)
Now you ask me if I agree
(Our patron Saint Cecilia)
With the unrepentant Geraldines
(Jesus hosanna)
Chapel of birds
We sing our song, revise the word
Will you pray, pray for me
Unrepentant Geraldines?
I'm gonna free myself from your opinion
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
I'm gonna free myself from your aggression
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
Our Father of Corporate Greed
(This is the day of reckoning)
You absolve corporate thieves
(They will give the Judas kiss)
As our governments relent
(Guess who gets them elected?)
And turn a blind eye to your sin
(Jesus hosanna)
Chapel of birds
We sing our song, revise the word
Will you pray, pray for me
Unrepentant Geraldines?
I'm gonna free myself from your opinion
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
I'm gonna free myself from your aggression
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
Chapel of birds
We sing our song, revise the word
Will you pray, pray for me
Unrepentant Geraldines?
I'm gonna free myself from your opinion
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
I'm gonna free myself from your aggression
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
If you find the Vicar's wife
Running through the rain
On her way from Saint James
To Mary's in the field
You'll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass
Like a Messiah
If you find the Vicar's wife
Staring out to sea
Praying for one more soul
We lose one every week
There she will light a flame
Asking why they've gone
What are we not giving
Giving to the young?
You'll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass
Like a Messiah
If you find the Vicar's wife
Running through the rain
On her way from Saint James
To Mary's in the field
On her way from Saint James
To Mary's in, Mary's in, in the field
Credits
Writer(s): Tori Amos, Tori Ellen Amos
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