Lyrics Hymn 2000 - Elton John

Hymn 2000

She chose the soft centre\nAnd took it to bed with her mother\nAnd the ideal confusion\nWas just an illusion\nTo gain further news of her brother\nAnd the comfort of mother\nWas just an appeal for protection\nFor the cat from next door\nWas found later at four\nIn surgical dissection\nAnd I don’t want to be The son of any freak\nWho for a chocolate centre\nCan take you off the street\nFor soon they’ll plough the desert\nAnd God knows where I’ll be Collecting submarine numbers\nOn the main street of the sea\nThe Vicar is thicker\nAnd I just can’t see through to him\nFor his cardinal sings\nA collection of hymns\nAnd a collection of coins is made after\nAnd who wrote the Bible\nWas it Judas or Pilate\nWell one cleans his hands\nWhile the other one hangs\nBut still I continue to stand