Bad Catholics Lyrics - The Menzingers

We should've never thought that we could get stoned 

And drive around with just a half a pack of smokes 

Bottle of Clear Eyes and appetite 

We were pillaging the Turkey Hill on Main Ave in West Side 

Wouldn't you guess the only thing we had to fear 

Would be flashing their lights in the rearview mirror 

This time they got us 

It's all over now 

You were praying Hail Marys for an escape route 

But thank God for your father's last name 

And all the connections that he's made 

To everyone, you're such a sweet church girl 

But I know your secret 

Bad Catholics, weren't we, darling? 

Always dipping out before communion started 

Bad Catholics, weren't we, darling? 

Always dipping out before communion started 

Another summer and another church picnic 

I watch a mother run around in a panic 

Chasing a kid with his orange soda mustache 

While his father's by the gambling wheel 

There I saw you in the beer tent 

Hanging with your new husband and your baby on the way 

Oh it's kind of strange how it made me miss something 

Long lost in the both of us now 

You thank God that I found my way 

You introduce me to what's his name 

To everyone you're a sweet church girl, but I know your secret 

Bad Catholics, weren't we, darling? 

Always dipping out before communion started 

Bad Catholics, weren't we, darling? 

Always dipping out before communion started 

Bad Catholics, weren't we, darling? 

Always dipping out before communion started 

Bad Catholics, weren't we, darling? 

Always dipping out before communion started