How dare you wear robes and reside. How dare you cover your head to hide. Your face from God. How dare you smile from behind your beard. To hide the fact that your hearts are feared. And wave your rod. How dare you be the one to assess. Me in this godforsaken mess. You a man in a purple dress. 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 all prats. In your high hats. You priest you mullah so high. You pope you wise rabbi. You're invisible to me. Like vapor from the sea. I lovingly mock you noble lords. We all dress up to grand awards. I do that as well. I dare condemn your fashion sense. At least you're not astride the fence. That wouldn't sell. But I will deliver this address. Your souls conditioned don't impress. You a man in a purple dress. A man in a purple dress