I remember Presbyteria
Those sunny days when
In Presbyteria
Don’t run away
Say your prayers
In Presbyteria
Black and white never looked so good
Well as far as I know
It must have been years ago
Since I’ve last laid my eyes upon you
And I know without a shadow
Of a fucking doubt
You always meant so well
Black and white never looked so good
Sunday morning
When the bells rang twice
You’d know that
Black and white never looked so good
(You always meant so well, didn’t you?)
