Heaven

Here's how I made my fortune

While you filled up your collection tin

Started with an orange juice stall

Started with nothing at all

Moved on to marathon, from crawl

And now they're coming after me?

Over my dead body

God, help me

Lord, take me

Christ, forgive me

Here's how I made my family

9 months to create the image of me

Ah, such beauty

Ah, God, help me

Lord, take me

Christ, forgive me

I lost it on stocks

Lost it all

Lost it all

Three months, holed up

Put on these Nikes, and dress just like me

I'm going where the marathon leads me

Full ablution, I follow my gut

Follow my nose

Find us lying in plain white robes

Oh, God, help me

Lord, take me

Christ, forgive me

I lost it on stocks

Lost it all

I've lost it on stocks

Lost it all

Christ, forgive me

Lord, take me

God, help me

I lost it on stocks

Lost it all

Lost it all

Lost it all

God, help me

Lord, take me

Christ, forgive me