Through vision watch him rant and rave He says there's life the grave He lost his of the eternal cake Well, in His Heaven and He's 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 feast - now
Bits and I remember slightly, it was a long time ago have our hot and holy conversations And the problems of the drunken world
Now a clerical collar chokes at your You strangle for the old addiction Heaven's army and you're so professional But listen closely to this confessional
That's nice (that's nice), neat (it's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it and treat You're fast but you're preaching feast now
We'd take a for religion And bring it to the theological Mix it up to our own concoction Believed in God but you'd a fist at him
And Ray, does it seem holy, hey Ray-ay, does it hard And Ray-ay, it that easy - now-ow
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 everybody does what want to that it's true, that's all
He said, hey Big G you said there's my I'm not so sure what's true He I'll 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 shoo