I would rather go home to a Pig's Eye Lean
Than go to hell in a long limousine
Or see the door and pass it by
Like a camel caught in a needle's eye
Then a man named Brad Nowell
His soul Sublime, alive and well
In a heavenly place like no other
There he'll be my little brother
We'll live forever and never grow old
I'll hold his hand when we cross the streets of gold
The wicked may prosper again and again
But the Lord will judge the hearts of men
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 4:17 PM UTC
I would rather go home to a Pig's Eye Lean
Than go to hell in a long limousine
Or see the door and pass it by
Like a camel caught in a needle's eye
Then a man named Brad Nowell
His soul Sublime, alive and well
In a heavenly place like no other
There he'll be my little brother
We'll live forever and never grow old
I'll hold his hand when we cross the streets of gold
The wicked may prosper again and again
But the Lord will judge the hearts of men