Through vision watch him rant and rave He there's life beyond the grave He lost his slice of the cake Well, God's in His Heaven and He's on the
nice (that's nice) that's neat (that's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' fast but you're preaching - now
Bits and pieces I remember slightly, it was a time ago We'd have our hot and conversations And solve the problems of the drunken
Now a clerical collar at your convictions You strangle slowly for the old It's Heaven's army and you're so But listen closely to this closed
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
take a recipe for religion And it to the theological kitchen Mix it up to make our own in God but you'd shake a fist at him
And Ray, does it seem holy, hey Ray-ay, it seem hard And Ray-ay, it isn't that easy -
Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh, Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh,
You you spoke to God and asked a question You wonderin' what's the use of it all He said everybody does they want to Provided that it's true, 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 truth is - is no truth, and
Na-na-na-na, bop wop shoo wop Na-na-na-na, Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop wop-ac