Heaven For The Weather - The Streets

Written by：Mike skinner/mike skinner

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell for the company

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell seems like fun to me

There's something in the sun this day I feel it

Or maybe it's just my hay fever

Aha

The weeds are green the sky is shining

But it'll soon be night which is nicer

Then cracks peel back and hell bends the room

And the devil gestures to you

You've never seen such a beelzebee

And he's telling you to make up your bean

About what's left of your evening

About whether to flake out or fecking stay out

What do you make of this doubt

The devil wants to know if you're going down or up

Easy I know what my speech should be

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell for the company

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell seems like fun to me

The devil beams a big beaming grin

The sort which leads you up the streets of sin

He holds up paperwork sign the line

Let's clash with madmen grime is fine

It sounds all hectic you're having cold feet

Things are getting out of hand

You make an embarrasing retreat

Let's ride the valkyrie commit a bit of sin

Turn rock to rubble punch me in the chin

I simply lucifer refuse to

Wind up on fire with low life liars

Then you're destined for the world

Without chores and sweating

The eternal hell of boredom in heaven

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell for the company

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell seems like fun to me

You tell the devil in no uncertain terms

You'll never be evil you'll never be turned

What is this evil and who decides this

When left to devices some humans try s**t

This is the reason we should all be tied up

We're just normal people exploring our minds

We don't go around here putting poison in wine

But we enjoy what we like which is not always right

People are intricate people aren't swines

Let's screw the rules up and rely on our minds

Sign on the line

You sign on the line

He clutches the wine and tips it in cyonide

I want to go to heaven for the weather

Hell for the company

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell seems like fun to me

I want to go to heaven for the weather

Hell for the company

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell seems like fun to me

I want to go to heaven for the weather

Hell for the company

I want to go to heaven for the weather

But hell seems like fun to me