Heaven Up Here

Where are you now

We're over here

We've got those empty pockets

And we can't afford the beer

Smoking holes and we've got only dreams

And we're so damn drunk we can't see the stairs







The apple cart upset my head's little brain

This little moon in the sky upset my head with a brain





I saw it yippee, i did, i swear

Walking through the hallway

Crawling up the stairs

And baby baby baby baby baby bekila

Given up on whisky

Taken up with tequila

I'm on my own in my blind alley

I turn myself around

So it's swallowing me





Watch the guitar

Watch the guitar





Groovy groovy people

We're all groovy groovy people

Groovy groovy people

We're all groovy groovy people

Groovy groovy people

Groovy groovy people





I wonder why

____________

____________

____________

Me and the wall

We're okay, we're okay





The boom-boom box says there's nothing to fear

It may be hell down there

'cause it's heaven up here

I'd have given forever for a few good years

But too much of a much isn't

Too much you hear





The hammer on my chest was _____

The anvil on my bed it was a domino _____





And at the bottom

We'll take the bottle

We'll take a sip


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