Through vision watch him rant and rave He says there's beyond the grave He lost his slice of the eternal Well, God's in His Heaven and He's on the
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 have our hot and conversations And solve the problems of the drunken
Now a clerical collar chokes at your You slowly for the old addiction It's army and you're so professional But listen closely to closed confessional
That's (that's nice), it's neat (it's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it and treat You're talkin' fast but preaching feast now
We'd take a recipe for And bring it to the kitchen Mix it up to our own concoction 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 isn't that easy -
Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh, Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh,
You said you spoke to God and a question You were what's the use of it all He said everybody what they want to Provided that it's true, all
He said, hey Big G you said there's my I'm not so 'bout 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 wop shoo wop-ac