Jesus & John Lennon (Explicit)-RØRY

The first time I sang was your funeral A song the priest said was quite unsuitable But he cried and he said it was beautiful Oh, my mother, my mother, my crucible You told me I was too cynical Open my mind to what's beyond the physical Now I wonder if I could be spiritual Like my mother, my mother, my crucible I really wish that I was a believer If there was a way to escape the grim reaper I'd drop to my knees and accept my redeemer If you were in heaven, hanging out with Jesus and John Lennon Talking bout all the things that you would've done if the end hadn't come so soon I'd be begging Saint Peter, "Could you give me just a second to see her?" I'm banging down the door, but they won't let me in, got a list of my sins Oh, it's true Heaven was made for people like you A teenager's screaming abuse at you "Fuck off and die," didn't know I'd be losing you Now I tattooed the day, Roman numerals Oh, my mother, my mother, my crucible I really wish that I was a believer If there was a way to escape the grim reaper I'd drop to my knees and accept my redeemer If you were in heaven, hanging out with Jesus and John Lennon Talking bout all the things that you would've done if the end hadn't come so soon I'd be begging Saint Peter, "Could you give me just a second to see her?" I'm banging down the door, but they won't let me in, got a list of my sins Oh, it's true Heaven was made for people like you It's hell down here, without you It's hell down here Because you're in heaven, hanging out with Jesus and John Lennon Talking bout all the things that you would've done if the end hadn't come so soon I'd be begging Saint Peter, "Could you give me just a second to see her?" I'm banging down the door, but they won't let me in, got a list of my sins Oh, it's true Heaven was made for people like you