Mother Superior -

Down at the bus stop all dressed in black

Men with their cases on their way to work

The mother superior walks on by a book in her hand

Been banned on all known book shelves

Into the school yard the children are playing

Tripping away on the caps they bought a lunch break

The Mother Superior walks on by a gun in her hand

She s bound to shoot someone she hates

So you get down on your knees boy — get down on your knees

For the angels would like to play

Get down on your knees boy — get down on your knees

What s the matter you don t like this game

It s called life

The corner shop s doing well these days

On sales of coke cause pepsi don t go down the same

The mother superior runs on by, two cops on her heels

No worries God will make her fly

Faith will take her places, It won t take you or I, you or I

The dog next door tends to bark too loud

No worries as long as it drowns out their youngest cries

The mother superior will whip him in blame

I believe she ll do it in Gods name

So you get down on your knees boy — get down on your knees

For the angels would like to play

Get down on your knees boy — get down on your knees

What the matter you don t like this game

(It s called life)