City sidewalk
bright Saturday
morning
Beggar with a
halo
shuffles up
to me
He asks me
for a coin
and mumbles
Thank you and
God bless you
Good deeds
and halos
not sure what
I believe
He asks me
Is there
something I
can give back
to you
How 'bout
this halo for
an hour or two
And now I'm
sneakin' into
heaven with
a borrowed halo
Hopin' no one
notices my
broken wings
Peekin' through
these gates
and thinkin'
Lord have mercy
I'm never
gonna make it
if it's up
to me
Postle Peter
taps me on
my shoulder
Son
are you lost
I say
Can you show
me around
Well I'd
be glad too
Tell me
what brings
you to
heaven today
I've always
wondered what
the fuss
is all about
I feel like
a kid flashin'
a fake I.D.
Tryin' to
slip past
the Authority
And now I'm
sneakin' into
heaven with
a borrowed halo
Hoping no one
notices my
broken wings
Peekin' through
these gates
and thinkin'
Lord have mercy
I'm never
gonna make it
if it's up
to me
Hey Mr. Pedro
I have a little
confession
I don't
belong here
and this halo
isn't mine
Peter laughs
and says
Well boy haven't
you noticed
We've all
been broken
but now we're
doin' just fine
Cause nobody's
good enough
And up here
we're all
the same
We all get
to heaven
under someone
else's name
Sneakin' into
heaven
Hopin' no one
notices our
broken wings
Peekin' through
these gates
and thinkin'
Lord have mercy
Sneakin' into
heaven with a
borrowed halo
Hopin' no one
notices my
broken wings
Peekin' through
these gates
and thinking
Lord have mercy
I'm never
gonna make it
if it's up
to me
No
I'm never
gonna make it
if it's up
to me
I'm never
gonna make it
if it's up
to me