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