[Verse 1]
On cold days it's easy
To button the mouth against kisses
Dust the breasts with talcum
Forget the red pulp

[Chorus]
Becoming, becoming, becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming), becoming (coming), becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun

[Verse 2]
On those days the heartbeat
Beats like a digital clock
Chilly as green neon
Luminous in the dark

[Chorus]
Becoming, becoming, becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming), becoming (coming), becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun

Becoming, becoming, becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming), becoming (coming), becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun

[Verse 3]
I think I can live without it
Love with its pumping blood
Sex with its messy hungers
Men with their peacock strut

[Chorus]
Becoming, becoming, becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming), becoming (coming), becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun
[Verse 4]
I am zipped in my body suit
I am wearing seven league red suede boots
I am marching over the cobblestones
Like heads of men I've known

[Chorus]
Becoming, becoming, becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming, becoming, becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming), becoming (coming), becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming), becoming (coming), becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun