Have you ever seen a picture of Pope Paul?nHave you ever asked yourself this question,nWould you trust this man with your soul now?nWould you trust this man? ask yourself nownnHis eyes are sunken and his cheeks are hollownWhile you dig the poor of the world they follownHe hoarding up their gold in the VaticannWould you trust this man? ask yourself nownnA poke at the Pope, that's what we're havin'nnAve Maria, Ave Maria...nnDo you remember when the floods hit Italy?nHow the things they treasured most were destroyednAll the paintings and the worshipped imagesn'Cos they lost their faith in the real GodnnHe's goin' down and he's goin' down fastnYou really didn't think the ignorance could lastnAll the little children are learningnAnd the constellation is turning.nnA poke at the Pope, that's what we're havin'nnMumbling by the tumbling tidenThe kind of America humbly criednSave my soul, save it soon!nThe king of America fell in swoonnnOh yea, my honey, Oh yea my honey...