Through tunnel vision watch him rant and He there's life beyond the grave He lost his slice of the eternal Well, in His Heaven and He's on the take
That's nice (that's nice) neat (that's neat) bitter and it's sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' fast but preaching feast - now
Bits and pieces I remember slightly, it was a time ago We'd have our hot and holy And solve the problems of the drunken
Now a clerical collar at your convictions You slowly for the old addiction It's Heaven's and you're so professional But listen closely to this closed
That's nice (that's nice), it's (it's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it and treat You're talkin' fast but you're feast now
We'd take a for religion And bring it to the kitchen Mix it up to make our own Believed in God but you'd shake a 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 were what's the use of it all He said does 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 what's true He I'll let you in on my big secret, Ray The truth 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