Like He Did

In County Cork
You posed with the Virgin
Combed back your hair
A picture preserving

Smiles in the bowl convex
For the wine blood red
Give your body
Like he said
Like he said

And sing songs
Now to praise him
You don't tell a soul
Cos it's of your own making

In County Cork
You laid for his favour
Face on the car seat
And yesterday's paper

Best to be quiet
Think of pietas
And offer your body
Like he did
Like he did

And sing songs
Now to praise
You don't tell a soul
Cos it's of your own making