Altar Boy
Hes an ol' altar boy
Lying out there in the street
Hes an ol' alter boy
Bound up in leather and chains
Thats why Im feeling so blue
I'm an old altar boy
What about you?
Now, I can order in Latin
Make em au gratin, Joe
Im an old altar boy
Thats why Im so depressed
I never got the rest of the dream
Just the ritual
Now Im habitual
Majoring in crimes that are unspeakable
Cause Im an old altar boy
Thats what happened to me.
I'm an old altar boy
Hes hoping he can meet a woman dressed like a nun
He knows theres got to be some around here
Drinking across from the church
A little Father Cribari wine
On a Sunday morn' time.
I'm an old altar boy.
Why is he winking at this time in his life?
He never took a wife, cause hes an old altar boy
Oh, yeah...
What about you?
