"Sola"

(To the tune of "Lola" by The Kinks)

I stepped into a church down in old Soho
Where they had big screens, bright lights and loud rock and roll-a
R-O-L-L-A Roll-a
She walked up to me and she asked for my stance
On if I believed in the particular choice of Sola
S-O-L-A Sola So-so-la Scriptura

Well I'm not the world's most Biblical guy
But when she asked me that I knew I could not lie
About Sola So-so-so-so Sola
Cos' I know the truth and I understand
That Christ didn't teach that as part of His plan
No not Sola So-so-la Scriptura

Well we drank grape juice and talked all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked up her Bible, put it on her knee
And said dear boy let me make you see
Well I'm not the world's most intelligent guy
But I knew her NIV was still seven books shy -
So no Sola. So-so-so-so Sola
Sola So-so-so-so Sola So-so-la Scriptura

"2 Timothy,
3:16!
Or Psalm 119!"
I just said "Oh please!"
Then I looked at her and she at me.

Then, by the way, she started to say
That Catholics were unbiblical in every way
Cos of Sola So-so-so-so Sola
I asked real nice if she happened to know
That the early Christians didn't ever believe in no
Sola So-so-so-so Sola So-so-la Scriptura

And if she was sure the Church was wrong
And hasn't ever gotten stuff right all along
Then how could she trust the Bible's inerrancy
Since it's the Church who closed the canon in the fourth century?

Well I'm not the world's most intelligent man
But I know enough to follow the Church's plan
Which ain't Sola
So-so-so-so Sola So-so-la Scriptura
Sola So-so-so-so Sola So-so-la Scriptura