Heaven in the Past Tense - instrumental

I think I hit my head
I've got to locate the suspect
I saw him take a left
Speeding off at the crossway
Snowman in a cape
Let me give you the rundown
Mustard on the drapes
We should leave before sundown
These days I'm very cleft
I hear sirens of warthog
I can meet you at the tracks
We can dance in the sweet fog
Simon called the vet
When you came to the window
Everybody's next
Ain't no places left to go

So now I'm packing up my bags
Looks like I'm going on a trip
I'm severing the package
I'm increasing my limit
Let's leave heaven in the past tense
Heaven in the past tense

Ankle bracelet psalm
Put the evidence on me
Floral pattern palms
Walk away from the party
Clutching rabbit paws
While I'm skinning the laundry
Sterilizing calm
Meet the camel tsunami
Scatter to the breeze
Take your lessons to go now
Basket full of screws
Take a drive to the whorehouse

So now I'm packing up my bags
Looks like I'm going on a trip
I'm severing the package
And I'm increasing my limit
Let's leave heaven in the past tense
Heaven in the past tense



Credits
Writer(s): Collin Mcnulty
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