The steam is rising off the river

the night takes a big bite from the moon

The passion's burning in fever

and an angel's warming dope in a silver spoon

Straight to your heaven...

Tonight the gallows birds are happy

whistling the devil's weary blues

They don't need a goddamned penny

they're just twisting away in pointed shoes

Go straight to your heaven...

Fish headed guys came off a picture

Bosch with his dreampipe blessed them all

They're dancing tango with a vulture

gay spirits riding for a fall

Go straight to your heaven...

Lord came down with some angels

Up there He was sad and bored

He drank a coctail with a stranger

and then hit the road in the Devil's ford

Go straïght to your heaven...