I remember Presbyteria Those sunny days when In Presbyteria Don’t run away Say your prayers In Presbyteria Black and white never looked so good Well as far as I know It must have been years ago Since I’ve last laid my eyes upon you And I know without a shadow Of a fucking doubt You always meant so well Black and white never looked so good Sunday morning When the bells rang twice You’d know that Black and white never looked so good (You always meant so well, didn’t you?)