Credit in Heaven - The Suburbs

You know I was talking to Jesus the other day

Told Him I was a little bit worried

He said listen I’ll take care of it

I said well I’ve done some pretty bad things in my life

Had a few drinks, told a few lies

He said listen I’ll put you on the guest list

Whoa!

Where the beasts play

There I be

What the beasts speak

Talk mutual me

Where the beasts play

There I be

What the beasts speak

Talk mutual me

I was watching TV the other day and the phone rang

Well it was God and he said

I was talking to my son and he said you’ve been

Abusing

Some of your privileges

I said who me?

Abuse it

The dance of a million scattered feet

Abuse it

Beakless grins stuffed with flaming cheese

Abuse it

Flowering warts and oils to soothe the rub

Give me this dance

Give me this dance

Allow me what I have already begun

My fingers on your trumpet to stir the fevered loins

Let’s go!