Foreign Objects Two Tickets To Heaven
I just got me two tickets to heaven though
I don't think I'm gonna go
So inconveniently so far beyond the stars
The speed of light makes everything seem so slow
No one really wants to go with me, no one really has the time
They say they'd just stay home and live their lives
They don't want to leave anything behind
I'm not gonna go, no I'm not gonna go
Things I've seen make me believe that it's all a hoax
But I don't know enough to tell
That trend is dead so I've made other plans instead:
We're all gonna go to hell
Now everybody wants to go with me
Everybody has the time
They want to run away from home
And leave their lives behind
Imagine all the magic things in hell we're gonna find!
This ain't all that its cracked up to be
There's nothing really going on
We want to leave…
What they believe ain't reality
So far everyone's been wrong
Now it's time to create an ending of my own
A place where everyone will shine
I'll find some followers to stand in back of me
A new afterlife, and its's all mine!
But don't look for me cuz I'm not gonna go
No, I'm not gonna go
I'm not gonna go
I'm not gonna go
