He said i wasn't going to heavenThen i'll see him down in hellI thought i was going to heavenNow it's very hard to tell I hold these views but i get no respectTheo says that's not theologically correct My grandmother's up there waitingShe spoke to me one nightShe said "there are millions of us prayingThat you will be alright." Jesus spoke to me only onceAudibly for sureWhen i was down on my luck,He offered me the cureHe said "this trial is over"I haven't heard that voice since thenWe both agree i'm a sinner,And what happens in the end I had a quarter in my pocketI pumped way too much gasAnd like those bread and fishiesMy little quarter turned to cash I said that god's a mysterySo much that's hard to tellTheo said i wasn't going to heavenThen i'll see him down in hell I hold these views but i get no respectI guess that we just don't philosophically connect
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