Through vision watch him rant and rave He says life beyond the grave He lost his slice of the cake Well, in His Heaven 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 talkin' fast but you're preaching feast - now
Bits and I remember slightly, it was a long time ago We'd have our hot and holy 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 listen closely to this closed
That's nice (that's nice), it's (it's neat) bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' fast but you're preaching now
We'd take a for religion And it to the theological kitchen Mix it up to our own concoction Believed in God but you'd shake a 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 said you to God and asked a question You were what's the use of it all He said everybody does they want to that it's true, that's all
He said, hey Big G you there's my problem I'm not so sure 'bout what's He I'll let you in on my big secret, Ray The final is - there is no truth, and
Na-na-na-na, bop wop shoo wop Na-na-na-na, Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop shoo