Upstate Heaven

Saw you floating on the corner with a quarter of grass
I didn't think, "very enticing" but I did notice your ass
Hike my skirt up high so you can see I'm still something that resembles alive
Though I'm sure you're quite impressed
Well we both know we're just here to get high

Now your wings are getting caught in between the arm rests
Halo's shining light into my eyes from the sunset
I'll gladly do this driving but don't you expect anything coming your way hun
Cuz I'm not trying to love you I just wanna cum
I'm not trying to love you I just wanna cum
I'm not trying to roll over into a ditch

Someone else is playing Caesar
Someone else is writing Gita
Someone else counts up the bets while I'm trying best to please ya
Someone else please be Mark Twain
I don't wanna feel the shame
But no one brings you home from upstate heaven

The exits don't have numbers so I just try my luck
The street signs don't have names so it looks like we're fucked
While you're just sitting pretty under your gown hides
Something that looks an awful lot like a gun
But I never seem to notice so I'm taking every day as it comes

The pearly gates were closed so we're taking a detour
The GPS won't help and the astrology won't either
Toss the tarot deck out of the window on the passenger side
Cuz I ain't much one for living but I don't wanna die
Ain't much one for living but I don't wanna die
Ain't much about 84 that keeps my attention

Someone else is playing Caesar
Someone else is writing Gita
Someone else counts up the bets while I'm trying best to please ya
Someone else please be Mark Twain
I don't wanna feel the shame
But no one brings you home from upstate heaven

No one brings you home
No one brings you home
No one brings you home

In upstate heaven there's so much to know
There lies a lamb who waits for you to show
It cries so gently as time marches on its way to you
Count the missing sections of the fence
And talk to yourself like there's an audience
Your angel watches as you lose control its true
Then you drive off the cliff like a TV star
In your favorite pass-time 'till noon
Dozing off with eyes fixed upon
That Sunday morning cartoon

Oo-wa-la-la shang-a-lang
Oo-wa-la-la shang-a-lang
Oo-wa-la-la shang-a-lang
Oo

Last time on Dragon Ball Z our champions were fading
Confused by the American dream they began to be self-hating
But the seven seals were all dressed up swell
Like Monopoly money in a wishing well
So pay your respects when we reach downtown heaven
Cuz we're never getting past

Captain America please hear my prayer
I haven't felt safe in months and I'm getting kinda scared
Don't pass over me I've been as good as I can be
So when I die before I wake
Please promise me you won't forget my name