What does an eight year old confess?
I’ve never understood
And with umpteen Hail Mary’s does a priest declare you “good”?
If currency was catholic guilt I’d be a millionaire
And help the girl who got run over cos I never said a prayer
For every ambulance that’s ever crossed my path
For smoking in the bogs then wanking in the bath
For every time I drink and start a mass debate
About the power of my prayers and how they influence your fate
And for the time that Jesus spoke and said it was his will
And that hearing voices didn’t mean that I was mentally ill