The Fiftieth Gate

Hanging around, it seems I'm late

Arrived on time, but I've not been paid

Heaven was opening doors, they were cleaning the floors

But I had to wait

Sitting up late and talking no sense

We all fall down when there's blood on our scent

Sit on the fence and think of the date

We try very hard to name the place

"I was talking to Manfred, he said you can fly

Why go touch down, when you can reach out and touch the sky?"

I'm getting closer to you, my fiftieth gate

But still I had to wait at the fiftieth gate

Taking my time, and making my mind up

Is better than falling behind

Painting out signs and what do you find

You've still got the caller on the end of the line

"I was talking to Leon, he said you can never hide

Why die for nothing, when you can die for your pride"

I'm getting closer to you, my fiftieth gate

But still I had to wait at the fiftieth gate

I entered a field and everyone kneeled

I was given a photograph

It was no big deal, it was Jesus in heels

I heard somebody laugh

Building a house and painting it white

We're all wired up and ready to fight

Can't stand the heat, then get out of the light

Cooling it down with whiskey and ice

"I was talking to Abraham, I said, "You look a lot like God!"

He said, "Maybe I am - don't believe that man!"

Take time, be kind

Don't believe your mother, but believe in your mind

Take time, be kind

Still I had to wait at the fiftieth gate

Real fun, my son

The day you can open it's the day that I've won

Real fun, my son

Still I had to wait at the fiftieth gate