Through vision watch him rant and rave He says there's life the grave He lost his slice of the cake 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 and treat You're talkin' fast but preaching feast - now
and pieces I remember slightly, it was a long time ago We'd our hot and holy conversations And solve the problems of the world
Now a clerical collar at your convictions You slowly for the old addiction It's Heaven's army and you're so But listen to this closed confessional
That's (that's nice), it's neat (it's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it trick and talkin' fast but you're preaching feast now
We'd a recipe for religion And bring it to the theological Mix it up to make our own Believed in God but shake a fist at him
And Ray, it seem holy, hey Ray-ay, does it seem hard And Ray-ay, it isn't easy - now-ow
Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh, Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh,
You said you to God and asked a question You were what's the use of it all He said everybody does what 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 said let you in on my big secret, Ray The final truth is - is no truth, and
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