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The Gates Lyrics

"The Gates" was written by Heaton, Paul / Rotheray, Dave.
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Woman goes to heaven, it's not important when
'Cause as soon as she arrives God has to send her down again
You've got an extra five years to clean up after men
I mean no disrespect God, but you better make it ten

Well if heaven's an improvement I won't mind the extra squeeze
I've got a few more birds down there, after losing bees
Trying to lose their bees

So don't be shocked who queue-jumps
Or who just calmly waits
A certain type of behavior
The guest list just creates

No time for lively discussion
No time for televised debates
The well-meaning soon become well meant
It's the hard sell or hell at the gates, the gates

Alcoholic finds himself outside the pearly gates
I've only got one worry God, a few outstanding slates
Any tab you used to have been passed to so called mates
And after they've paid-up they're off to the land of empty crates

Heaven is a glass, neither half empty nor half full
So do us all a favor God and give that thing a pull
Give that thing a pull

So don't be shocked who queue-jumps
Or who just calmly waits
A certain type of behavior
The guest list just creates

No time for lively discussion
No time for televised debates
The well-meaning soon become the well meant
It's the hard sell or hell at the gates, the gates

Model turns up hours late, he had to get it right
If you're gonna look cool in heaven wear something more than white
Vanity's close to arrogance, just slightly more polite
Fashion show a jumble sale at a slightly different height
At a slightly different height

So don't be shocked who queue-jumps
Or who just calmly waits
A certain type of behavior
The guest list just creates

No time for lively discussion
No time for televised debates
The well-meaning soon become the well meant
It's the hard sell or hell at the gates, the gates
The gates, the gates

Songwriters
HEATON, PAUL / ROTHERAY, DAVE

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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