The Faith Healer

The Faith Healer was naked to begin
And the congregation made up of pharmacists
And their friends who fell out of touch

And in the afterlife
Oh, I'll never have to fake it again
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, alright

Well, forget the Queen of Hearts
She remembered not to count on this
And now the cats are back
They come in from out of town for a week

And if the lights were out
Oh, I'd never have to say it again
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, alright (Come on)

And in the parking lot
Oh, I'll never have to say it and never have to fake it again
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da
La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-di-di, la-da-da