(You knew this was inevitable…)
Livin’ Coptic style
Coptic style
A Copt who fasts two thirds the year
A genius Copt who knows one hundred ways to cook fava beans
A Copt whose drools at macarona bil bechamel
A Copt with that kind of kitchen skill
I’m a Copt
A Copt who looks forward to the fifty days
A Copt who drinks shay bilaban in a clear glass
A Copt whose heart bursts with semna baladi
That kind of Copt
Chaotic, Obstinate
Yes you, hey, yes you, hey
Chaotic, Obstinate
Yes you, hey, yes you, hey
Yet Proud Copt until the end
Livin’ Coptic style, Coptic style
Livin’ Coptic style, Coptic style
Livin’ Coptic style
Ya Tone-deaf Deacon, Livin’ Coptic style
Ya Tone-deaf Deacon oh oh oh oh
A Copt who looks quiet but plays the def like Ibo
A Copt who only kneels when the right time comes
A Copt who can do 400 metonias with ease
A sensible Copt like that
I’m a Copt
A Copt who never loses track during the procession
A Copt who goes completely crazy when the epistle’s read in Coptic
A Copt who knows the hymn but has no voice
That kind of Copt
Chaotic, Obstinate
Yes you, hey, yes you, hey
Chaotic, Obstinate
Yes you, hey, yes you, hey
Yet Proud Copt until the end
Livin’ Coptic style, Coptic style
Livin’ Coptic style, Coptic style
Livin’ Coptic style
Ya Black-clad Teta, Livin’ Coptic style
Ya Black-clad Teta oh oh oh oh
On top of the hegumen is the bishop man, clergy clergy
I’m a Copt who knows a thing or two
On top of the hegumen is the bishop man, clergy clergy
I’m a Copt who knows a thing or two
You know what I’m saying
Livin’ Coptic style
Ya Balding Uncle, Livin’ Coptic style
Ya Balding Uncle oh oh oh oh
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Also convent read as covenant (too much Halo)