Heaven ain’t better than hell
It’s all just wings harps and bells
Heaven aint better than hell
And heaven ain’t helping me none
I don’t need a harp I just need a gun
And heaven aint helpin me none
The good all die alone
Sent where God’s light is shone
But their family ain’t there
For goodness, they could not bear
So they sinned and oh well
I guess heaven ain’t better than hell
All of your friends are going to hell
Why dont you try to meet them there?
All of those friends in hell
The meeting place of freaks, geeks, and loonies
The tavern of those that used to be lonely
They have their friends and good company too
When you’re in hell there is much more to do
Heaven ain’t better than hell
Heaven ain’t better than hell