Through tunnel vision him rant and rave He says life beyond the grave He lost his of the eternal cake Well, God's in His Heaven and on the take
nice (that's nice) that's neat (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 I remember slightly, it was a long time ago We'd our hot and holy conversations And solve the of the drunken world
Now a clerical collar chokes at your You strangle for the old addiction It's Heaven's and you're so professional But listen to this 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 you're preaching now
We'd take a for religion And bring it to the kitchen Mix it up to our own concoction in God but you'd shake a fist at him
And Ray, it seem holy, hey Ray-ay, does 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 wonderin' what's the use of it all He said does what they want to Provided it's true, that's all
He said, hey Big G you said my problem I'm not so sure what's true He said let you in on my big secret, Ray The final truth is - is no truth, and
Na-na-na-na, bop wop shoo wop Na-na-na-na, Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop wop-ac