Through tunnel watch him rant and rave He says there's life the grave He his slice of the eternal cake Well, God's in His Heaven and He's on the
That's nice (that's nice) that's (that's neat) It's bitter and it's sweet, is it and treat You're talkin' fast but you're preaching - now
Bits and pieces I remember slightly, it was a long ago We'd have our hot and holy And solve the problems of the world
Now a clerical collar at your convictions You slowly for the old addiction It's army and you're so professional But listen closely to this confessional
nice (that's nice), it's neat (it's neat) It's and sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' but you're preaching feast now
We'd take a recipe for And it to the theological kitchen Mix it up to our own concoction Believed in God but shake a fist at him
And Ray, does it seem holy, hey Ray-ay, it seem hard And Ray-ay, it that easy - now-ow
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 does what they to Provided that it's true, all
He said, hey Big G you said there's my 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
Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop wop Na-na-na-na, Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop wop-ac