| Angels smoking cigarettes on rooftops in fishnets in the morning with the
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| Moon still glowing
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| And here comes Jesus in an Astrovan rolling down the strip again
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| He’s stoned while Jerry plays
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| Life ain’t ever what it seems
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| These dreams are more than paper things
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| And it’s alright mama you’re afraid
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| I’ll be poor along the way
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| I don’t wanna see those tears again
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| You know, Jesus drives an Astrovan
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| Yes, he does (I say: whoo)
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| And in my heart there’s a holy ghost writhing on the floor from an overdose
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| You know the best ones never come down
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| So if I love at the tip of my toes reaching out for the great unknown
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| Every addict has illusions
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| Life ain’t ever what it seems
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| These dreams are more than paper things
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| And it’s alright mama you’re afraid
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| I’ll be here along the way
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| I don’t wanna see those tears again
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| You know Jesus drives an Astrovan
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| Yes, he does (I say: whoo)
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| And when I see those angels on the roof
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| I’ll know I’ve made it when my
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| Doobie smoking Jesus puts my name upon his guestlist
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| And says son you’re famous in heaven
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| Maybe you’re famous in heaven
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| Andy maybe there is no heaven
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| Maybe we’re all alone together now
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| But I don’t wanna see those tears again
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| You know Jesus drives an Astrovan
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| I don’t wanna see those tears again
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| You know Jesus drives an Astrovan |