He thinks Mass on Sunday
will save his soul
but he better think again.
His ignorance is bliss,
but only for him.
Breathing ain’t enough to live anymore,
you gotta make it to the other shore.
But hey it’s just a shimmy and a shake,
you better not break.
He said he’d never leave
and I was naive enough to believe.
Forgiveness can’t be bought these days
so he’d better think again
‘cause no amount of praying’s bringing him
back from his hell.