ANGLICANS ANONYMOUS

          We are members of an army
            Anglicans we're proud to be
            Always ready for a battle
            Love to set the captives free
            Armed and ready for the conflict
            satans demons have no chance
            Then I wake up from my slumber
            Back I go into my trance.

            We are members of an order
            Anglicans anonymous
            Say the words that threaten ozone
            Do not want to cause a fuss
            We're equipped to spread the gospel
            But we seem to hold our tongue
            Maybe we should bite the bullet
            Go and preach to everyone.

            Being British we stay silent
            Someone somewhere has the knack
            We'll be here to smile so sweetly
            When they bring the convert back
            We are treading costly water
            One day He will ask us why
            We let people follow satan
            To a death that none should die.