Cool, kicking back in your lawn chair You summon Gabriel and Michael Hey guys we should torture the humans, yes why don´t we do it? For our entertainment ´cause Heaven is so dull
Too many grapes, too many harps Too many smiles, not enough weeping They´ll suffer so that we can feel emotional release
Well I´m gonna stand up and call you out You´re a punk-ass, oh my God, there is no doubt Unsatisfied with rain, you made tears And threw out your baby expecting we´d praise ye And worship your name in a song
Now she´s choking back the tears (please tell us why) Now she´s gasping for her breath (please tell us why) ´Cause she didn´t ever hurt no one