[Verse 1]
Gazed at the ceiling from below
A splendid Michelangelo
Filled my heart with delight
Last Saturday night

[Verse 2]
Arrived believing from home
Climbed every step inside St. Peter's Dome
Claustrophobic and ex-Catholic
Last Saturday night

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

[Verse 3]
It's quite suspicious to say the least
Even mentioned it to my local priest
One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night

[Guitar Solo]
[Bridge]
I wish somebody would tell me
That it's only a show
And I'll confess, own up, let's face it
In my concrete tuxedo

[Verse 3]
It's quite suspicious to say the least
While mentioning it to my priest
One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night

[Outro]
One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night
One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night