Cult Fiction

Lyrics

[Verse 1] So nobody knows I've smartened up Had a shave and made the scars disappear I'm on my way to Junkminster cause I heard tonight That Jesus might pay his rounds [Chorus 1] I may not always be fond of Your Catholic eyes Said the whore to the captain As they were passing me by [Verse 2] Observing quietly The service going on I still feel it That bushy beard I lost For a pair of blue eyes For a couple of winks She might cast my way, if she turn around [Chorus 2] I may not always be fond of Your Catholic eyes Will say the whore to the captain As she will be passing me by [Verse 3] They thought I had a heart of gold But lack of love, has made me liverish They thought I had a heart of gold But lack of love, has made me liverish