A Man In a Purple Dress

How dare you wear robes and reside

How dare you cover your head to hide

Your face from God

How dare you smile from behind your beard

To hide the fact that your hearts are feared

And wave your rod

How dare you be the one to assess

Me in this godforsaken mess

You, a man in a purple dress

A man in a purple dress

When you place your frown

Between my God and prayer

However grand your crown

Or dignified your hair

Men above men all prats

In your high hats

You priest, you mullah so high

You pope, you wise rabbi

You're invisible to me

Like vapor from the sea

I lovingly mock you noble lords

We all dress up to grand awards

I do that as well

I dare condemn your fashion sense

At least you're not astride the fence

That wouldn't sell

But I will deliver this address:

Your soul's condition don't impress

You, a man in a purple dress

A man in a purple dress