Through tunnel watch him rant and rave He says there's life beyond the He lost his slice of the cake Well, God's in His Heaven and on the take
That's nice (that's nice) neat (that's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' but you're preaching feast - now
Bits and pieces I slightly, it was a long time ago We'd have our hot and conversations And solve the problems of the world
Now a clerical collar chokes at convictions You strangle slowly for the old It's Heaven's army and you're so But closely to this closed confessional
That's nice (that's nice), neat (it's neat) bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' fast but preaching feast now
We'd a recipe for religion And bring it to the theological 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 - 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 wonderin' the use of it all He said everybody does what want to that 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 said 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