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I was born in a pool, they made my mother stand And I spat on that surgeon and his trembling hand When I felt the light I was worse than bored I stole the doctor's scalpel and I slit the cord Refrain I was a Catholic boy, Redeemed through pain, Not through joy I was two months early they put me under glass I screamed and cursed their children when the nurses passed Was convicted of theft when I slipped from the womb They led me straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs Repeat Refrain They starved me for weeks, they thought they'd teach me fear I fed on cellmates' dreams, it gave me fine ideas When they cut me loose, the time had served me well I made allies in heaven, I made comrades in Hell I was a Catholic child The blood ran red The blood ran wild I make angels dance and drop to their knees When I enter a church the feet of statues bleed I understand the fate of all my enemies Just like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane Repeat Refrain I watched the sweetest psalm stolen by the choir I dreamed of martyrs' bones hanging from a wire I make a contribution, I get absolution I make a resolution to purify my soul Repeat Refrain They can't touch me now I got every sacrament behind me I got baptism, I got communion, I got penance, I got extreme unction I've got confirmation 'Cause I'm a Catholic child The blood ran red The blood ran wild Now I'm a Catholic man I put my tongue to the rail whenever I can.