MAN IN A PURPLE DRESS

How dare you wear a robe to preside How dare you cover your head to hide Your face from God How dare you smile from behind your beard To hide the fact your heart's afeared, And wave your rod How dare you be the one to assess Me, in this Good-forsaken mess You, a man, in a purple dess A man in a purple dress You are all the same Gilded and absurd Regal, fast to blame Rulers by lost word Me above men, or prats With your high hats You prist, you mullah so high You pape, you wise rabbi You're invisible to me Like vapour from the sea How dare you? Do you think I'll quielty go? You are much braver than you know Far I can't die Your staff, your stick, your special cap They'll ptotect in Hell? What crap! Believe the lie How dare you be the one to assess Me, in this Good-forsaken mess You, a man, in a purple dess 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, or prats In your high hats You priest, you mullah so high You pope, you wise rabbi You are invisble to me Like vapour from the sea I lovingly mock you noble lords We all dress up to grant awards I do that as well I dare condemn your fashion sense At least you're not astride a fence That would not 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