I'm seven years old, and my bowtie's askew Gonna get some body of Jesus christ in a brown velvet suit All the girls are dressed like angels, how sweetly they sang Oh, be not afraid of us delicate meringues The trailing skirts of God The trailing skirts of God Have passed on by It's five years later and I'm on my knees again I am here to confirm what my parents began And I promise to abstain from intoxicating liquor But the flesh, it is weak, and my faith was never stronger The trailing skirts of God The trailing skirts of God Yeah, the trailing skirts of God Have passed on by But, oh, how I cling on ‘Cause it's been a rich seam of song And though it's make-believe Can I bring myself to leave? This lie's been burning too long Sometimes in my teens, up in kelly's bedroom Skipping on saturday evening mass for some solvent abuse And as the world spun around me, and I eased to the floor Must remember to get that sermon, and keep the wolf from the door The trailing skirts of God The trailing skirts of God Those trailing skirts of God Have passed on by (Passed on by Passed on by Passed on by) I've drifted far from you In this bloodless coup I’ve drifted far from you I've drifted far from you In this bloodless coup I say good day and adieu I've drifted far from you In this bloodless coup I've drifted far from you I’ve drifted far from you In this bloodless coup I say good day and adieu