Gotta find a way
To make someone pay—some fall guys.
Gotta find some dudes
On whom to blame lewdness: fall guys.

He’ll stick it to fall guys
For not branding the lechers;
He’ll scourge ’em, you betcha. . .
Be a truth stretcher.
Someone’s gotta play the part
There’s no way he’ll depart. . .
Needs fall guys.

Gotta put the screws
To some who will lose: the fall guys.
But can’t go too high;
They’ll just have to comply, the fall guys.

’cause the main guy ain’t got no honor.
He’s unfaithful to the congre-
gation; he’s deceiving
Those who were believing: small fries.

It’s the Papa who’s the pinion; he’s the man on top;
My opinion is: only reason he’ll stop
All the padre disgrace, because he lacks
Control of the press and the facts.

He’s gotta find men
He can’t defend, the fall guys—
Some gents to face
The blame for the disgrace: some fall guys.
Padre patsies will face the bar,
So he can keep his distance and be quite far
Away from all the fray;
He’ll choose and then display the fall guys.

He’s gotta find gents. . .
Backs to be bent, the fall guys,
Some men whose face
Forms poster for disgrace: some fall guys—
Some ones he’ll choose, but he’ll be far
Away from facing any action by bar.
So he’ll evade the fray,
But not from Opus Dei! the fall guys.

Away from all the fray,
It’s not he who will pay. . .the fall guys.
(Sell ’em out)
Someone will have to pay,
Maybe be put away, the fall guys.