There's no more seats in Heaven No space to move; that place is packed It's only standing room in Heaven But Hell is glad to have you back
I want my poison to taste like poison Up there the drinks are watered-down And the doorman he won't let my boys in So my friends are not around
There's no more seats in Heaven So get your tickets in advance It's only standing room in Heaven And Hell is where we go to dance
[Break]
I don't care; don't want to be nobody I'll sit here and let the grass grow on me I don't care; don't want to be nobody I'll sit here and let the grass grow on me
There's no more seats in Heaven Ain't no bleachers in the back It's only standing room in Heaven But Hell is waitin' for your ass