Lyrics

Running naked through poppy fields With my anchovy flapping freely in the wind Then I see Father O'Reilly And I confess, yes I have sinned And Father O'Reilly, he spoke to me slighly And winked at the nun sitting bare on his knee A church it imploded, a herd of green puppets Demanded a pizza with chocolate and cheese The nun in a frenzy she swatted the puppets And prayed to the God of my proud anchovies The taste of a Pizza, it seemed to increase her But father O'Reilly broke up from the Wait The taste of a Pizza, it seemed to increase her But father O'Reilly broke up from the Wait The taste of a Pizza, it seemed to increase her But father O'Reilly broke up from the Wait He fell in the field, but the nun didn't yield The poppies they burst exploding his fate The oxygen missing, my anchovie hissing I ran through the fields calling for help Help, help, help, help... One, two, three I tripped on a poppy and felt kinda dopey Dropped on the earth with an opium yelp Lying naked in poppy fields With my anchovie flappin' freely in the wind Then I dream of Father O'Reilly And I truly know, yes I have sinned I'm sorry
Writer(s): Rosemary Standley, Stephan Zimmerli, Arthur Gillette, Charles Carmignac, Thomas Puechavy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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