Heaven Knows
Jimmy's in the back with a pocket of highIf you listen closeYou can hear him cry
Oh, lord, heaven knowsWe belong way down belowSing itOh, lord, heaven knowsWe belong way down belowWay down below, way down below
Judy's in the front seat picking up trashLiving on the doughGotta make that cashWon't be prettyWon't be sweetShe's just sittin' here on her feet
Sing itOh, lord, heaven knowsWe belong way down belowGoOh, lord, heaven knowsWe belong way down belowSingOh, lord, tell us soWe belong way down belowOh, Lord, tell us soWe belong way down belowWay down below, way down belowWay down below, way down below
I've had better days, manI've seen better daysI've had better ways, manI know better ways
One, two, three and fourThe devil's knocking at your doorCaught in the eye of a dead man's lieShow you life with your head held highNow you're on your kneesWith your head hung lowBig man tells you where to goTell 'em it's goodTell 'em okayDon't do a goddamn thing they say
Oh, lord, heaven knowsWe belong way down belowOh, lord, tell us soWe belong way down belowWay down below, way down belowWay down below, way down below
I've seen better ways, manI know better waysI've seen better days, manI've had better days
Jenna's in the back with a pocket of highIf you listen closeYou can hear the crying
Oh, lord, heaven knowsWe belong way down belowOh, lord, tell us soWe belong way down belowOh, lord, heaven knowsWe belong way down belowOh, lord, tell us soWe belong way down below
Way down below, way down belowWay down below, way down below