Heaven Is Here - Florence + The Machine

Oh, bring your salt, bring your cigarette

Draw me a circle and I’ll protect

Heaven is here if you want it

Oh, bring your boy, bring your bottle

Open your mouth, pour it down his neck

Heaven is here if you want it

And all of the fish, let them flounder

I went to the water, drank every drop

I’ll turn your sea to a desert

More catholic taste than the Devil

All gilded and golden, yes, I’m your girl

Hell, if it glitters, I’m going

And I ride in my red dress

And time stretches endless

With my gun in my hand

You know I always get my man

And every song I wrote became an escape rope

Tied around my neck to pull me up to Heaven