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Through tunnel vision watch him rant and rave He says there's life beyond the grave He lost his slice of the eternal cake Well, God's in His Heaven and He's on the take That's nice (that's nice) that's neat (that's neat) It's bitter and it's sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' fast but you're preaching feast - now Bits and pieces I remember slightly, it was a long time ago We'd have our hot and holy conversations And solve the problems of the drunken world Now a clerical collar chokes at your convictions You strangle slowly for the old addiction It's Heaven's army and you're so professional But listen closely to this closed confessional That's nice (that's nice), it's neat (it's neat) It's bitter and sweet, is it trick and treat You're talkin' fast but you're preaching feast now We'd take a recipe for religion And bring it to the theological kitchen Mix it up to make our own concoction Believed in God but you'd shake a fist at him Letras de canciones And Ray, does it seem holy, hey Ray-ay, does it seem hard And Ray-ay, it isn't that easy - now-ow Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh Oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh, oh-hoh-hoh You said you spoke to God and asked a question You were wonderin' what's the use of it all He said everybody does what they want to Provided that it's true, that's all He said, hey Big G you said there's my problem I'm not so sure 'bout what's true He said I'll let you in on my big secret, Ray The final truth is - there is no truth, and Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop shoo wop Na-na-na-na, Oh-hey-yeah Na-na-na-na, bop shoo wop shoo wop-ac From Letras Mania