And God said, Let Them Be Lit

A reprise of Heaven Sin

Standing at the pearly gates
Whiskey jar in hand
Joint tucked neat behind my ear
I'm sure he'll understand
Just a little tipsy
A bit inebriated
Goes to show that as a ghost
The vices never faded
Please, my lord, allow me in
I'll pour you up a drink
I'll pass around what I've prepared
Hear what the angels think
I swear that I'll moderate
I swear we won't abuse it
But, it may get somewhat loud
We can't forego the music
I hope that's not a problem
We both know you've got musicians
I've just got to hear them play
Please read the little list I've written
Petty, Moon, and Morrison
Weiland, Cornell, Lemmy
Joplin, Lennon, Jones, and Bonham
Nowell, Burton, Jimi
Haggard, Jennings, Cash, and Hank
Allman, Russell, Frey
Croce, Marley, Harrison
B.B., Buddy, Gaye
Bowie, Prince, and Michael Jackson
Zappa, Vaughan, Garcia
Dio, Rhoads, Dimebag Darrell
Big, Tupac, Aaliyah
Winehouse, Houston, Redding
Elvis and Sinatra
Mama Cass and Mercury
Y'all if I forgot ya
This list could go on and on
Possibly forever
But time is of the essence
Let's get on with this endeavor
That is, of course, if you'll approve
If not, I'll understand
But if so, let's go! Bust a move!

I must hear Heaven's band!