Fear it's a long time since I The Book,
Maybe years have passed since I took a look.
Faked a novena while I dreamed of beer.
I'm a Sunday jock�well, I watch TV, a
Papal backslider, papal backslider.

I drink thirteen Stolis; I'm a thirsty man;
I don't think the bishop would understand.
They know that the Son was held up by nails,
But the pedophilia has made their faith fail�these
Papal backsliders, papal backsliders.

They were underage and then deceived by you,
And you kept them frightened while your weakness grew.
This could not be wronger; it goes beyond vile.
It's a shame, but you just sit back and smile, you
Papal backsliders, papal backsliders.

I really don't like it when you set their sights
On boys and pay millions, then claim you're upright.
I think many won't return unless you clear
All these perverted clerics out of here, these
Raping backsiders, raping backsiders.