Good People Go To Heaven Lyrics

Elle Milano Good People Go To Heaven

Each time I step outside I hear birds, strings, and
prettiful things. So, what you gotta do round here to get
a reaction? Body part, violent verb, city boy face,
concrete kerb. Body part, violent verb, city boy face,
concrete kerb.

You sigh, but then you say that, "I'll give it all to
charity, give it all to charity. I want to be a good
person, I'll earn my place in heaven"

Oh, sweet lord, I bore myself, I bore myself into pieces,
for you to pick me up. And, "Blah blah blah I don't like
cars, nor coffee shops, trendy wine bars, but we'll teach
ourselves to care."

Each time I step outside I hear birds, strings, and
prettiful things. So, what you gotta do round here to get
a reaction? Body part, violent verb, city boy face,
concrete kerb. Body part, violent verb, city boy face,
concrete kerb.

You sigh, but then you say that, "I'll give it all to
charity, give it all to charity. I want to be a good
person, I'll earn my place in heaven."

You say that, "I'll give it all to charity, give it all
to charity. I want to be a good person, I want to be oh
so much better. Make the person next to me irrelevant,
I'll earn my place in heaven."