Cool kicking back in your lawn chair You summon Gabriel and Michael Hey guys, we should torture the humans Yes, why don't we do it for our entertainment? Because heaven is so dumb Too many grapes, too many harps Too many smiles, not enough weeping They'll suffer so that we can feel emotional relief Well, I'm gonna stand up and call you out You're a punk ass, oh my god, there is no doubt Unsatisfied with rain, you make tears And throw out your baby, expecting we're crazy And worship your name in a song Now she's choking back the tears Please tell us why Now she's gasping for her breath Please tell us why Cause she didn't ever hurt no one