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