The Pope and his folks got us under a scope But for unknown reasons cuz we don't sell dope That you distribute, we don't contribute, to your clandestine activity, my soliloquoy, may be hard for some to swallow But so is cod liver oil You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil Boa constricted, on my soul that they call