for rent

don’t much wanna go to heaven
wouldn’t known no one there, no way
as the kind that i holds near and dear
won’t be a gettin’ thru them pearly gates

no,, theres a better chance you’ll find me
sittin’ round a fire ring somewheres
talkin’ loud and smoking marlboro’s
next to a tub a ice cold beer

wearing an old king diamond tee shirt
and a pair a too tight jeans
sittin’ on some ol’ boys lap, feelin’ frisky
in the trailer park o my dreams…

where on every space theres a double wide
and the lot rents paid in full
and my sisters ex-fi-ance’s brother in law
has done his last parole

so when i exit life’s long lost highway
don’t you be a worrin’ ’bout where i’ve gone
’cause i’m sure there’ll be a for rent sign
on a nice li’l trailer in the great beyond….

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