Heaven Knows

Jimmy's in the back with a pocket of high If you listen close You can hear him cry

Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Sing it Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Way down below, way down below

Judy's in the front seat picking up trash Living on the dole Gotta make that cash Won't be pretty Won't be sweet She's just sittin' here on her feet

Sing it Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Go Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Sing Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below

I've had better days, man I've seen better days I've had better ways, man I know better ways

One, two, three and four The devil's knocking at your door Caught in the eye of a dead man's lie Start your life with your head held high Now you're on your knees With your head hung low Big man tells you where to go Tell 'em it's good Tell 'em okay Don't do a goddamn thing they say

Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below

I've seen better ways, man I know better ways I've seen better days, man I've had better days

Gina's in the back with a pocket of high If you listen close You can hear the crying

Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below

Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below