Текст песни: Bad Examples - Hey St. Peter








I pulled into Memphis, I could not slow down
My brakes were gone, I wrecked the car...fire on the ground
Then my car exploded and the flames licked my chin
And my life flashed before my eyes like an X-rated film
Like a poison arrow my soul shot through the sky
Landed there at heaven`s gate, much to my surprise
And an angel with a halo walked up and said, "Hey, dude!
Welcome to Heaven...we`ve got this glass of milk for you."
(Chorus)
I said, "Hey St. Peter, won`t you open up your gate...
I hear the Devil calling, now please don`t make me late.
He`s got loud guitars, alcohol, cheap Jamaican whores...
I don`t want to stay in Heaven no more."

Well, Satan came a-running, said, "Hey, that boy is mine!"
He had a John Hiatt T-Shirt and trouble in his eye
Then the Devil on Cloud 7 and St. Peter on Cloud 4
Played a hand of poker, and the winner gets my soul

Chorus

Well the last thing I remember, Satan held two Jacks
And I woke up in the back of a Memphis ambulance
And I do not know for certain which cards St. Peter held
So I`m breaking all ten commandments to make sure I go to Hell

Chorus

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I pulled into Memphis, I could not slow down
My brakes were gone, I wrecked the car...fire on the ground
Then my car exploded and the flames licked my chin
And my life flashed before my eyes like an X-rated film
Like a poison arrow my soul shot through the sky
Landed there at heaven`s gate, much to my surprise
And an angel with a halo walked up and said, "Hey, dude!
Welcome to Heaven...we`ve got this glass of milk for you."
(Chorus)
I said, "Hey St. Peter, won`t you open up your gate...
I hear the Devil calling, now please don`t make me late.
He`s got loud guitars, alcohol, cheap Jamaican whores...
I don`t want to stay in Heaven no more."

Well, Satan came a-running, said, "Hey, that boy is mine!"
He had a John Hiatt T-Shirt and trouble in his eye
Then the Devil on Cloud 7 and St. Peter on Cloud 4
Played a hand of poker, and the winner gets my soul

Chorus

Well the last thing I remember, Satan held two Jacks
And I woke up in the back of a Memphis ambulance
And I do not know for certain which cards St. Peter held
So I`m breaking all ten commandments to make sure I go to Hell

Chorus

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