I want a Cornish pasty for my tea
I said a prayer so Jesus answered me
He told me I am greedy and unkind
I should be more humble and unwind
Well,I don’t think I’m sinful all the time
And legally sin may not be a crime
I stole a rhyming dictionary once
It knew less than I, oh rhyming dunce
I try to be polite twice every day
I only sleep with men if they are fey
I apologise for years if I do wrong
I help the world by humming Cohen’s songs
Can we change by acting like we’re good
God might lose his head and send a Flood
