Confessions
Bless me Father for I have sinned
I honestly didn’t intend not recycling my bins
All that glass got mixed in with the paper
I swear I was gonna sort through it all later
But I got distracted by that young lady
Oh and whilst it’s confession time,
I’ve been a bit shady
I told her I was single you see
When I invited her in for a cup of tea
I’m not sure she believed me but there’s no doubt
that I definitely think I’m in with a shout
But what must you think of me now I’ve fessed up?
I wouldn’t blame you if you threw the book
At me for all my terrible wrongdoing,
I bet you knew that I was just trouble brewing
I hope you don’t mind but people are talking
About you Father, and the way you’re walking
The parishioners say you’re on borrowed time
Cos you’ve been seen guzzling the communion wine
I don’t believe them, have no fear
As I know full well that you only drink beer
Well, in large quantities I know
but you tell a good story when you’re in full flow
And eventually the manager tells you to go
Well that’s my confession done and dusted
And I won’t tell the Bishop that your cover’s been busted.
Well, provided that because of my sins
You won’t force me to do penance again
So thank you once more and I’ll leave you to pray
Keep off the wine and have a nice day!