Lyrics

[Verse 1] Gazed at the ceiling from below A splendid Michelangelo Filled my heart with delight Last Saturday night [Verse 2] Arrived believing from home Climbed every step inside St. Peter's Dome Claustrophobic and ex-Catholic Last Saturday night [Bridge] Now how come nobody really noticed Puff of white smoke knocked me out The truth is hiding, lurking, banking Things they do at night [Verse 3] It's quite suspicious to say the least Even mentioned it to my local priest One Our Father, three Hail Marys Each Saturday night [Guitar Solo] [Bridge] I wish somebody would tell me That it's only a show And I'll confess, own up, let's face it In my concrete tuxedo [Verse 3] It's quite suspicious to say the least While mentioning it to my priest One Our Father, three Hail Marys Each Saturday night [Outro] One Our Father, three Hail Marys Each Saturday night One Our Father, three Hail Marys Each Saturday night