Life of Sin
Life of sin
It's really doubtful that I will die in bed
Most likely I will be shot through the head
I've spent my whole life wallowing in sin
It's a lead pipe cinch that I'd do it over again
I might even get to stand at the pearly gate
But somehow I think they will make me wait
St Peter will read from his sin tally book
Hopefully a few he might overlook
The reading would take most of a week
Getting into heaven looks pretty bleak
I imagine that I will burn in eternal hellfire
I'll regret not hearing the celestial choir
The Devil has always been my consort
All plans for heaven I'll have to abort
By Mike Francis
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