I'm Going To Heaven

On the day Chicago locked its doors for good

Our headless chickens pushed and pecked along their Southbound route

To cluck the atrocity, their beaks are posturing

At and old vampire; the forest fire

Any day our windy city's gonna blow it out for you

I'll keep a horseshoe on my step, I'll keep a cross around my neck

While draping garlic above our bed

All good luck, amulets and aids will dab your forehead, keep you safe

From the forest fire rage

Our fine crystal will cling, we'll drink to anything

If it keeps the highways moving, keeps commuting smooth for you

I'm drawing a bloodbath with or without you

On the day the fire nibbled your neighborhood

We guard our brimstone as if it was gravestone

While the blaze was blown loose, our cottage knees shaking

The flames were giggling with the embers beaming, its chest its beating

That little house we made gets gobbled up by flames

I'll mash my foot down on the gas of any black cat that cross my path

Than to risk it and lay it in my lap

We keep our umbrellas down here, we toss the salt behind our ears

The good looks weren't worth the seven years

With tightly coiled springs that snap for anything

We're gonna keep a lighter to it, even while it burns for you

I'm going to heaven with or without you

I'll keep a horseshoe on my step, I'll keep a cross around my neck

Draping garlic above our bed

All ladder legs we walk around, no burning flags will touch the ground

The same one that our cracks we found, and I swear to God...

I'll bury a bible in these halls, I'll bury a black cat between the walls

Good luck, Godspeed, God damn you all

God damn you all.