Heaven's what we all love to talk about.
But if Heaven is so real,
That righteousness is something
where joy shall never end
But rejoicing ain't reward
The stories have been told
about the streets of gold
But nothing that's impure
Woah, everybody's talking about it
Woah, everybody's living like
The one who'll overcome shall inherit all
But destined for the fire
are faithless freaks and liars
The murderers and psychics
Oh, forgive me if I judge,
Religious words of men will pull you in
and then, rob your life and make
Everybody's talking about it,
Oh, everybody's living like
One bad morning when this life is over
Now everybody's living like
Now, everybody's living like
Now, everybody's living like
Now, everybody's living like