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"Unrepentant Geraldines" is a track by Tori Amos, from the album Unrepentant Geraldines, released 2014. The track is 6:57 long. It's filed under Singer/Songwriter. Full lyrics are available below.
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Matthew, Mark, John, and Luke (This is the day of reckoning) Mamma looks to you for truth (With the heart of Saint Catherine) No need to apologize (For the gypsy Madonna) Truth is not always kind (Jesus hosanna) Peter and Paul, they did condemn (This is the day of reckoning) Women like the Magdalene (She you said the savior loved best) Now you ask me if I agree (Our patron Saint Cecilia) With the unrepentant Geraldines (Jesus hosanna) Chapel of birds We sing our song, revise the word Will you pray, pray for me Unrepentant Geraldines? I'm gonna free myself from your opinion I'm gonna heal myself from your religion I'm gonna free myself from your aggression I'm gonna heal myself from your religion Our Father of Corporate Greed (This is the day of reckoning) You absolve corporate thieves (They will give the Judas kiss) As our governments relent (Guess who gets them elected?) And turn a blind eye to your sin (Jesus hosanna) Chapel of birds We sing our song, revise the word Will you pray, pray for me Unrepentant Geraldines? I'm gonna free myself from your opinion I'm gonna heal myself from your religion I'm gonna free myself from your aggression I'm gonna heal myself from your religion Chapel of birds We sing our song, revise the word Will you pray, pray for me Unrepentant Geraldines? I'm gonna free myself from your opinion I'm gonna heal myself from your religion I'm gonna free myself from your aggression I'm gonna heal myself from your religion If you find the Vicar's wife Running through the rain On her way from Saint James To Mary's in the field You'll find she plays guitar Sometimes with her band But she plays the bass Like a Messiah If you find the Vicar's wife Staring out to sea Praying for one more soul We lose one every week There she will light a flame Asking why they've gone What are we not giving Giving to the young? You'll find she plays guitar Sometimes with her band But she plays the bass Like a Messiah If you find the Vicar's wife Running through the rain On her way from Saint James To Mary's in the field On her way from Saint James To Mary's in, Mary's in, in the field
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