Everybody wants to go to heaven Have a mansion high above the clouds Everybody wants to go to heaven But nobody wants to go now Next time you got the good Lord's ear Say I'm comin' but there ain't no hurry I'm havin' fun down here Don't you know that Someday I want to see those streets of gold in my halo But I wouldn't mind waiting at least a hundred years or so
Well I ain't afraid of dying it's the thought of being dead I want to go on being me once my eulogy's been read Don't spread my ashes out to sea don't lay me down to rest You can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord I want to go to heaven but I don't want to go tonight Fill my boots up with sand put a stiff drink in my hand Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Just let my headstone be a neon sign Just let it burn in mem'ry of all of my good times Fix me up with a mannequin just remember I like blondes I'll be the life of the party even when I'm dead and gone