At Conception Lyrics - Cursive

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Genie has been
Throwing up
All morning

The poor girl's
Been so heartsick
Ever since her boyfriend went to war

Father Cole
has done his best
To consul her girl

More so than some neighbors
Deem necessary
But he does count and measure young love

They get in the clinic outside town
Father Cole holds the record
For turning twelve girls around

If anybody knows
The sorrows of the
Young woman it's

Father Cole
He's been acting
Out of sorts

That strange sermon he gave
"Accept the germination due to rain."

Genie
Wears birch:
She's carrying

But there's
One awful catch
Her boyfriend's been off
In the desert for half a year

Cole cried:
"This simply cannot be!"
She quipped quite the opposite:
"I'm hardly The Virgin Mary!..."

"...And you're no carpenter..."
"...So who will do my home?"
"Genie you are just a kid!"
"You can't conceive such mortal sin!"

Everything will be all right

What happens in confession,
Stays in the confession hall [x3]
So what goes on behind those curtains...

"Genie you're just a kid,
You won't conceive this mortal sin."

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