| In Heaven there is no beer
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| (No beer?!)
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| That’s why we drink it here
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| And when we’re all gone from here
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| Our friends will be drinking all the beer
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| In Heaven there is no wine
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| (No wine?!)
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| So we drink till we feel fine
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| And when we leave this all behind
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| Our friends will be drinking all the wine
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| In Heaven there is no fear
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| (No fear)
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| So we worry too much here
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| And we drink ourselves full of beer
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| To help us when we deal with the fear
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| In Heaven there are no drugs
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| That’s why we hang with thugs
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| And when the Lord pulls the plug
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| All the thugs will still be selling drugs, yeah
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| Thugs and drugs
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| Beer…
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| In Heaven there is no sex
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| (Oh no!)
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| So let’s do that next
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| And when our muscles no longer flex
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| Someone else will be having sex
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| In Heaven there are no wars
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| Or cars, or movie stars
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| And when we no longer are
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| The world will probably still be having wars
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| What the heck! |
| Yeah!
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| Sex and war
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| Bars and cars
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| Drugs, thugs
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| And delicious food |