P2 Vatican Blues (Last Saturday Night) Paroles

Climbed every step inside St. Peter's Dome
Claustrophobic and ex-Catholic
Last Saturday night

Now how come nobody really noticed
Puff of white smoke knocked me out
The truth is hiding, lurking, banking
Things they do at night

It's quite suspicious to say the least
Even mentioned it to my local priest
One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night

[Let's hear it. Call him on ??.
Play a chord, Dhani.]

I wish somebody would tell me
That it's only a show
I'll confess, own up, let's face it One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night

[Hello Father, Father, stick a little right upon with us. It'll be alright.]

One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night
One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night