[starsailor]

What about this Carol, I've gone all Religious


If dead in bed one day I'm found
I'll hope that I go up not down
To be honest, in all earnest
I'd rather Angels than a furnace

I lived a good life straight and true
The odd mistake I'm human too
So God please listen to my prayer
And don't let me end up down there

I'm sure that hell has some incentives
Will keep me warm in colder winters
But I've heard bad feedback from dissenters
So through pearly gates I wish to enter

As I'm still here, give me a sign
Things to correct while there's still time
I'd rather you passed on advice to me
As doing nothing could be risky

Shall I stop chasing girls and drinking whisky
Laughing while the policemen frisk me
Shall I help the sick and poor
For ladies should I open doors

Should I always love thy neighbour
Do an honest days labour
Pray tell good Lord what should I be
I'll go to hell if you don't answer me

I know you're busy but I need answers
The stakes are too high to take chances
I'm waiting here for your suggestions
For now I just have one more question

If I die before I wake
Put my order on a slate
Toast my life and be upstanding
Can you give me a soft landing

That's it for now Lord,
I've made my plea
See you later
Hopefully