Heaven

I was killed in a shopping cart

turned upside down and left for dead

I saw a clown try to speak to me

as I floated overhead

I found my way to a familiar place

I swear I'd been sometime before

I would have thought it was the marketplace

but I could not find the door

Oh I have been to heaven

and I have walked the streets

but I couldn't find a hand to hold

to keep me on my feet

so paradise is a parking lot

a spot up front is your reward

and all the rest walked down streets of gold

to the house they could afford

well I got lost in the swelling crowd

and I could not afford to eat

you only have what you came in with

so I'm living on the street

Oh I have been to heaven

and I found no relief

cause I couldnt find a hand to hold

to keep me on my feet

well I heard Jesus Christ was there

he had a car that's bulletproof

and that way everyone is safe

from the man who tells the truth

Oh I have been to heaven

and I have walked the streets

but I couldn't find a hand to hold

to keep me on my feet

no I couldn't find a hand to hold

to keep me on my feet