Through vision watch him rant and rave He says there's life the grave He lost his of the eternal 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 and treat talkin' fast but you're preaching feast - now
Bits and pieces I slightly, it was a long time ago We'd have our hot and holy And solve the problems of the drunken
Now a clerical collar chokes at your You strangle slowly for the old It's Heaven's and you're so professional But listen closely to closed confessional
nice (that's nice), it's neat (it's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it trick and You're talkin' fast but preaching feast now
We'd a recipe for religion And bring it to the 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, does it 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 were wonderin' the use of it all He said everybody does what want to Provided that true, that's all
He said, hey Big G you said there's my I'm not so sure 'bout true He said let you in on my big secret, Ray The final truth is - 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