Through tunnel vision watch him and rave He says there's life the grave He lost his slice of the eternal Well, God's in His and He's on the take
That's nice (that's nice) that's (that's neat) It's bitter and it's sweet, is it trick and You're fast but you're preaching feast - now
Bits and pieces I remember slightly, it was a long ago have our hot and holy conversations And the problems of the drunken world
Now a clerical collar chokes at your You strangle slowly for the old Heaven's army and you're so professional But listen closely to this confessional
That's nice (that's nice), neat (it's neat) bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're fast but you're preaching feast now
We'd take a recipe for 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 holy, hey Ray-ay, does 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 spoke to God and asked a You were wonderin' the use of it all He everybody does what they want to Provided that it's true, all
He said, hey Big G you said my problem I'm not so sure 'bout 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