Hey St Peter lyrics

I pulled into memphis, i could not slow down
My brakes were gone, i wrecked the car...fire on the ground
Then my car exploded and the flames licked my chin
And my life flashed before my eyes like an x-rated film
Like a poison arrow my soul shot through the sky
Landed there at heaven`s gate, much to my surprise
And an angel with a halo walked up and said, "hey, dude!
Welcome to heaven...we`ve got this glass of milk for you."
(chorus)
I said, "hey st. peter, won`t you open up your gate...
I hear the devil calling, now please don`t make me late.
He`s got loud guitars, alcohol, cheap jamaican whores...
I don`t want to stay in heaven no more."

Well, satan came a-running, said, "hey, that boy is mine!"
He had a john hiatt t-shirt and trouble in his eye
Then the devil on cloud 7 and st. peter on cloud 4
Played a hand of poker, and the winner gets my soul

Chorus

Well the last thing i remember, satan held two jacks
And i woke up in the back of a memphis ambulance
And i do not know for certain which cards st. peter held
So i`m breaking all ten commandments to make sure i go to hell

Chorus
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