Heaven - Puddles Pity Party

Beyond the rules of religion

The cloth of conviction

Above all the competition

Where fact and fiction meet

There’s no color lines cast or classes

There’s no fooling the masses

Whatever faith you practice

Whatever you believe

Oh, Heaven, Heaven

What the hell is Heaven?

Is there a home for the homeless?

Is there hope for the hopeless?

Throw away your misconceptions

There’s no walls around Heaven

There’s no codes you gotta know to get in

No minutemen border patrol

You must lose your earthly possessions

Leave behind your weapons

You can’t buy your salvation

And there is no pot of gold

Mmm Heaven, Heaven

What the hell is Heaven?

Is there a home for the homeless?

Is there hope for the hopeless?

Heaven ain’t got no prisons

No government, no business

No banks or politicians

No armies and no police

Castles and cathedrals crumble

Pyramids and pipelines tumble

The failure keeps you humble

And leads us closer to peace

Oh, Heaven, Heaven

What the hell is Heaven?

Is there a home for the homeless?

Is there hope for the hopeless?

Is there a home for the homeless?

Is there hope for the hopeless?