I Don't Want To Go To Heaven
I don't want to go to Los Angeles, sometimes I like snow
And I don't want to go to Chicago where the cold winds never cease to blow
And I don't want to go to Seattle, too much coffee and Rasta hair
I don't want to go to Heaven, 'cause you won't be there
I don't want to go to Miami, I'm too old and fat
I don't want to go to New York City because it's too big, I can't handle that
And I don't want to go to Dallas, too many Republicans everywhere
I don't want to go to Heaven, 'cause you won't be there
Unless you change your wicked ways
Do something decent for a change
Be careful what you do and say
Be nice to people every day
And maybe things will be okay
For you
But I don't want to go to London, I'm already in a fog
I don't want to go to Peking because I lost my taste for dog
And I don't want to go to Wyoming because its corners are too square
I don't want to go to Heaven, 'cause you won't be there
Unless you change your wicked ways, you won't be there
Unless you change your wicked ways, you won't be there
And I don't want to go to Chicago where the cold winds never cease to blow
And I don't want to go to Seattle, too much coffee and Rasta hair
I don't want to go to Heaven, 'cause you won't be there
I don't want to go to Miami, I'm too old and fat
I don't want to go to New York City because it's too big, I can't handle that
And I don't want to go to Dallas, too many Republicans everywhere
I don't want to go to Heaven, 'cause you won't be there
Unless you change your wicked ways
Do something decent for a change
Be careful what you do and say
Be nice to people every day
And maybe things will be okay
For you
But I don't want to go to London, I'm already in a fog
I don't want to go to Peking because I lost my taste for dog
And I don't want to go to Wyoming because its corners are too square
I don't want to go to Heaven, 'cause you won't be there
Unless you change your wicked ways, you won't be there
Unless you change your wicked ways, you won't be there