With apologies to Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show for this version of the Cover of the Rolling Stone:
Well, we’re crazed street preachers
We got ravaged features,
And we’re mocked everywhere we go…
We rant about Scripture and we rant about God
Standing in the streets in the snow.
We don’t take our pills for our various ills
But the thrill we’ve got in hope;
Is the wonderful sight when you get your invite
To the Vatican and the Pope.
And the Pope…wanna see my picture in the paper
And the Pope…don’t wanna put it off for later
Wanna see my smiling face
In the Vatican with the Pope…
There’s a freaky ol’ gal name a Fleabag Sal
Who speaks in many tongues
We’ve got a strange old bunch of rubbies
Drinking all our rum
Now we all decided to blow our minds
But our minds are filled with hope;
For the wonderful sight when you get your invite
To the Vatican and the Pope.
And the Pope…wanna see my picture in the paper
And the Pope…don’t wanna put it off for later
Wanna see my smiling face
In the Vatican with the Pope…