Lyrics

[Verse 1] Matthew, Mark, John and Luke This is the day of reckoning Mamma looks to you for truth With the heart of St. Catherine No need to apologise 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 saviour loved best Now you ask me if I agree Our patron St. Cecilia With the unrepentant Geraldines Jesus Hosanna [Pre-Chorus] Chapel of birds, we sing our song, revise the word Will you pray, pray for me, unrepentant Geraldines? [Chorus 1] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Pre-Chorus] Chapel of birds, we sing our song, revise the word Will you pray, pray for me, unrepentant Geraldines? [Interlude] [Chorus 1] 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 [Pre-Chorus] Chapel of birds, we sing our song, revise the word Will you pray, pray for me, unrepentant Geraldines? [Chorus 1] 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 [Interlude] [Verse 3] If you find the Vicar's wife Running through the rain On her way from St. James To Mary's in the field [Chorus 2] You'll find she plays guitar Sometimes with her band But she plays the bass like a Messiah [Verse 3] 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? [Chorus 2] You'll find she plays guitar Sometimes with her band But she plays the bass like a Messiah [Outro] If you find the Vicar's wife Running through the rain On her way from St. James To Mary's in the field On her way from St. James To Mary's in, Mary's in In the field