Evangelical in Paradise
 
 
Raise your hands and close your eyes
Life is good in Paradise
  
In Paradise you’re part of the fold
You fly in the sky and you never get old
You don’t have to work the way you do here
You just have to wish for things to appear
 
You worship a King who sits on a throne
With Him there beside you, you’re never alone
With Him there to guide you, you don’t have to think
That’s why they say angel shit doesn’t stink
 
You cry like a baby, you babble in tongues
You roll on the floor and bang your cranium
You parrot clichés like "Have a good day"
You never get lost ‘cause there's only one way
  
So
 
Raise your hands and close your eyes
Praise the Lord in Paradise
Find happiness that never ends
Pretending you are born again