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Rehearsing my

But was one other man with whom i didn't get along

The
head down, head down to deerport station
To see what stars on the silver screen might be
Or broadway stage all the rage
With his leather autograph book
And his black pastoral pumps
And his pressed robes
And his tidy beard of which he was so proud
And his hat stuck out in a crowd
But there sit
At his table at the hotel
his ecclesiastical furs
And lunching with two and none too healthy looking young men
And in his shirt pocket up close to his was his autographed picture of robert mitchum
Which he no used in an impure way

And i was at home rehearsing my

On day
In the
I got a call at
The was on the phone
Wanting the to go and sing
On some channel 44

And i "out of the question!
The of the day is for their families!"
And the bishop furious
All that time western music
Christmas carols,
And no time to represent the
But of he was just upset because he wanted to be on the show
And he hated

And i knew he was angry me
But i couldn't worry it
I went my business
Rehearsing my
my choir

(da da da da da da da)
Again!
(da da da da da da da)
Ugh, altos, out of tune!

(da da da da da da da)
not good!
(da da da da da da da)
That sounds

Next sunday was my late namesday
La la la

And the bishop was coming that day to our to deliver a sermon
Which would me quite a big surprise

"Decadence in the church!
of our traditions!
Look up in the shoir loft, for instance, the in red
Eva!
I ban her receiving communion
And her as choir director!"

I believe my ears
And the congregation believe theirs
And my husband was furious when he was told, as he wasn't at the time
And were written and phone calls were placed
And the matter was up, and i was granted an audience

And i sat there nervous and
into the room
Stepped his
The

They had a strange deliberating process at his
As it was his prerogative
But the hierarch with the tallest hat and longest beard would in the middle
And the prelates with hats and beards radiated out
With the in front of them
And then they to intone
And i was left on the other of the door, alone

And when they came out, bishop nikolaki was sent to San