No Saint

Oh Saint Denis Yes, I believe every word you said Before you lost your head On your way to pray On your way to pray Oh Saint Columba Won't you scribble down your, scribble down your number There are questions Won't you offer some direction on my way On my way Oh you helper, Oh you dove I can't calculate how far I'm sunk By torpedo love and dreary junk By torpedo love and dreary junk Hagiography, I'm no saint, me, I'm no saint, me Hagiography, I'm no saint, me, I'm no saint I'm no saint, it's getting pretty late I know you don't like it, but I'm not what I ain't I'm no saint, but where's the proof? Hail imagination, step aside truth I'm no saint, it's getting pretty late I know you don't like it, but I'm not what I ain't I'm no saint, but where's the proof? Hail imagination, step aside truth I'm no saint