Hey, kids, Cardinals together.
The smokestack's saying something.
That's been known to change the weather.
We'll have a pontiff tonight.
So stick around.
You're gonna hear the sacred music
from the Rome compound.

Say, I don't know why you're the guy that they get.
I think they're spaced out
B-B-B-Bennie, I confess!

Oh, the crowd cheered, thought it wonderful
but Bennie, he's really mean.
Can't fill John Paul's boots.
And that's the truth.
He's got that Popemobiling limousine.
Oh, no!
B-B-B-Bennie, I confess!

Hey, kids, plug into the faithful.
Maybe they're blinded.
And Bennie, he ain't ageless.
We shall survive, let us take ourselves along
where we fight the men who are naughty priests.
Will Ben condemn them as wrong?

Oh, he's German and he's wunderbar!
That Bennie, he's really mean!
He's got inqusitors
for you and yours
I saw it in "The Nation" magazine!
Oh, no!
B-B-B-Bennie, I confess!

(instrumental break)

And now I know why you're the guy that they get.
Heretics phased out.
B-B-B-Bennie, I confess!

Oh, the crowd cheered, thought it wonderful.
His inquisition wiped me clean.
He's got the Swiss Guard brutes
in fancy suits.
I said some things I didn't really mean!
Oh, no!
B-B-B-Bennie, I confess!

Bennie! Bennie! Bennie!
Bennie, I confess!
Bennie! Bennie! Bennie!
Bennie, I confess!
Bennie! Bennie! Bennie!
Bennie, I confess!
(repeat 'til fade)