Pleading At the Pearly Gates

Don't judge me to harshly O'Lord mercy on my soul I implore For I was born into sin it is a harsh way to begin It's not that I seldom prayed or from church I stayed away It's not that I was full of greed to me it was just my needs And those silly little white lies surly not to my own demise And to heaven you must let me in once I even voted Republican I think Saint Peter is on the sly he does not seem to want me inside Those Pearly Gates look shiny and new come on now let me through So Lord forgive me somehow Hand me a harp and a big fluffy cloud Whatever I did did I really do there's got to be a loophole or two The sands in my hour glass rush but if it isn't too much Before that judgement bell chimes I got an extra hour thanks to daylight savings time