Through vision watch him rant and rave He says there's beyond the grave He lost his of the eternal cake Well, God's in His and He's on the take
That's nice (that's nice) neat (that's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're fast but you're preaching feast - now
Bits and pieces I remember slightly, it was a time ago We'd have our hot and conversations And solve the problems of the world
Now a clerical collar chokes at convictions You slowly for the old addiction It's Heaven's army and so professional But listen to this closed confessional
That's (that's nice), it's neat (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 bring it to the theological Mix it up to our own concoction Believed in God but shake a fist 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 you spoke to God and asked a question You wonderin' what's the use of it all He said everybody what they want to Provided that true, that's 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 shoo wop shoo