The steam is rising off the river
   the night takes a big bite from the moon
   The passion's burning in fever
   and an angel's warming dope in a silver spoon
   Straight to your heaven...
   Tonight the gallows birds are happy
   whistling the devil's weary blues
   They don't need a goddamned penny
   they're just twisting away in pointed shoes
   Go straight to your heaven...
   Fish headed guys came off a picture
   Bosch with his dreampipe blessed them all
   They're dancing tango with a vulture
   gay spirits riding for a fall
   Go straight to your heaven...
   Lord came down with some angels
   Up there He was sad and bored
   He drank a coctail with a stranger
   and then hit the road in the Devil's ford
   Go straight to your heaven...