Solstice Lyrics

Lyrics from The Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence (Toronto House)
Winter Solstice Skating Party – Sunday, December 18, 1983

(Most sung to traditional tunes)


We Wish You A Joyous Solstice
We wish you a joyous solstice,
We wish you a joyous solstice,
We wish you a joyous solstice,
And a happy new year!

Glad tidings we bring
To you and your kin
We wish you a joyous solstice
And a happy new year!

Hark The Herald Faeries Shout!
Hark the herald faeries shout:
Gay is good and gays are out
Out of closets, out to say
‘Liberation’s on its way.

Some they laughed at, some they jailed,
Some they sacked but still they failed
To crush the Pride that makes us free;
Gays in solidarity.

Hark the herald faeries shout:
Gay is good and gays are out!

Told us we were weak and sad;
Monsters, perverts, sicko, mad.
Told us we should know our place
Strangers to the human race.

Turned out this was just a rumour,
Still we kept our sense of humour.
Smashed the lies and learned to care
Now we’ve love and life to spare.

Hark the herald faeries shout:
Gay is good and gays are out!

Sleazia Is Coming In Town
You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I’m telling you why:
Sister Sleaze is coming in town.

He’s making a list,
And checking it twice
He’s gonna find out
Who’s riddled with vice
Sister Sleaze is coming in town.

He needs you when you’re sleeping,
The same when you’re awake,
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So indulge, for Sister’s sake!

Oh you better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I’m telling you why;
Sleazia is coming in town.

Winter Wonderland
Sleigh bells ring are you listening?
In the lane snow is glistening.
A beautiful sight, we’re happy tonight,
Walking in the winter wonderland.

All drunk up is the blue nun,
Here to stay is a new nun,
He sings a love song as we go along
Walking in the winter wonderland.

In the bushes we will build a snow nun
And pretend that he is Sister Sleaze
He’ll say “are you busy?” we’ll say “No man
So he can do the job down on her knees.

Later on we perspire as we screw by the fire
Come sit on my face!
That nun’s a disgrace;
Working in a winter wonderland.


Sadie, The New Nun
Sadie the new nun
Was a raunchy-entious soul;
With a starched white bib and a new white veil
And a very busy hole

Sadie the new nun
Is a fairie so they say.
She was full of guilt but the Sisters know
How she shed it all away.

thumpity-thump-thump thumpity-thump-thump
Look at Sadie go
thumpity-thump-thump thumpity-thump-thump
Over the ice and snow

There must have been some magic
In that new black robe they found;
For when they placed it on his bod
He began to dance around

Oh! Sadie the new nun
Was alive as he could be.
And the Sisters say
You can dance and play
Just the same as she and we.

thumpity-thump-thump thumpity-thump-thump
Look at Sadie go
thumpity-thump-thump thumpity-thump-thump
Over the ice and snow

The Most Famous Nun of Them All
You know Sleazia and Lilia and Donna and Flo,
Telly and Opie and good old Atro.
But do you recall
The most famous nun of them all?

Appasionata- blue rinse nun
When he was Dan Healey
Never had any fun.

Because he felt so guilty
Raised a good Catholic boy
Under the yolk of sin
His life held no joy.

Because he could never give in
Them one day he met some nuns
With a song to sing:
Dan- come join us, have some fun
See what joy it brings

Oh how parishioners loved him
As they shouted out in glee:
Appasionata- blue rinse nun
You’ll go down in history!

Convent Bells
Chorus: Convent bells, convent bells;
It’s solstice time in the city.
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring,
Soon it will be solstice day.

City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style.
In the air there’s a feeling of solstice.
Children laughing, people passing,
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you hear:

repeat Chorus

City street lights, even stop lights
Blink a bright red and green,
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures.
Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch
This is Eaton’s* big scene.
And above all the bustle you hear:

repeat Chorus


Dress The Nuns With Bibs and Wimples
Dress the nuns with bibs and wimples
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Smile now, Sisters, show your dimples
Fa la la la la la la la la
Don we now our gay apparel
Fa la la, la la la, la la la
Even trolls can sing these carols
Fa la la la la, la la la la

See the skating rink before us
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Join in, suckers, on the chorus
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Follow Sister Mary Measure
Fa la la, la la la, la la la
While she shows the way to pleasure
Fa la la la la, la la la la

Fast away old winter passes
Fa la la la la, la la la la
To the solstice raise your glasses
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Sing we joyous, all together,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la
Heedless of the cops and weather
Fa la la la la, la la la la

Jingle Bells (OPI Edition)
Skating through the snow
Proud that we are gay
Round the rink we go
Camping all the way!

Bells on Sisters ring
making spirits bright
What fun it is to skate and sing
A solstice song tonight!

Chorus:Convent Bells, convent bells
Ringing all the way
Oh what fun it is to skate
And scream that we are gay!
repeat Chorus

A day or two ago
I thought I would not come
I said to all my friends:
Those nuns are really dumb!
But one was tall and dark
Good fortune seemed my lot
The snow was freezing in the park
But boy that nun was hot!

repeat Chorus

repeat Chorus

Guilt Can Go
Oh our sense of decorum is frightful,
But as nuns, we’re so delightful.
And if there’s some guilt you know;
let it go, let it go, let it go!

We never show signs of stopping
And we’ve brought some Rush for popping,
So turn the lights way down low;
Guilt can go, guilt can go, guilt can go

I’m Dreaming of a White Solstice
I’m dreaming of a white Solstice
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I’m dreaming of a white Solstice
With every Solstice card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Solstices be white.


<- * Eaton’s was a major Canadian chain of department stores last century.

The Sisters in San Francisco have published their own Seasonal Songbook.

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