Through tunnel vision watch him and rave He there's life beyond the grave He lost his of the eternal cake Well, God's in His Heaven and on the take
That's nice (that's nice) that's (that's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' fast but you're preaching - now
and pieces I remember slightly, it was a long time ago We'd have our hot and conversations And solve the problems of the world
Now a clerical chokes at your convictions You slowly for the old addiction It's Heaven's army and so professional But listen to this closed confessional
That's nice (that's nice), neat (it's neat) bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' fast but you're feast now
We'd a recipe for religion And bring it to the kitchen Mix it up to make our own Believed in God but shake a fist at him
And Ray, it seem holy, hey Ray-ay, does it seem hard And Ray-ay, it isn't that easy -
Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh, Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh,
You said you to God and asked a question You were what's the use of it all He said everybody what they want to Provided that it's true, all
He said, hey Big G you there's my problem I'm not so sure 'bout what's He I'll let you in on my big secret, Ray The final is - there is no truth, and
Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop wop Na-na-na-na, Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop shoo