Get To Heaven

Out in the cold

There’s an old man laying down in the flames tonight

Smiling to me

And he whistles as they’re sweeping him up, alright

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I hear them praying

(We can get to that heaven!)

There’s bodies in the road

(We can get to that heaven!)

Where nothing else will grow

(Lunatic in my bedroom!)

I’m thinking: "What was my password?"

As the vultures land

Crushed under feet

How about we find some nice place to eat tonight?

Teeth on a wire

I made a necklace for you

Just you and I, alright

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I hear them burning

(We can get to that heaven!)

There’s bodies in the road

(We can get to that heaven!)

Where nothing else will grow

(Lunatic in my bedroom!)

I’m thinking: "What was my password?"

As the vultures land

(We can get to that heaven!)

As the tanks roll by

(We can get to that heaven!)

Under a blood black sky

(Lunatic in my bedroom!)

I’m thinking: "Where in the blazes

Did I park my car?"