Theta Naught - To Harpo Marx in Heaven | Текст песни

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You no longer play the harp
(nor the piano for that matter)
And you speak every chance
you get.

But this cant be right.
This cant be true.
In Heaven no one has to talk
And every word is pure music.

Where did I get that idea?
Why do I have such an idea?
Heaven? I dont know anything about
the place. I dont even know
if it is a place----for all I
know it's a vegetable.

Yet I say it with conviction:
I wanna go to heaven
I pray to go to heaven.

'Cause
Heaven is good
Heaven is peace
Heaven is light.

Where the hell do I get these ideas? I
dont know anything about heaven but
what I've seen in paintings & read in books.
Yet I know it aint made up. It's real. Heaven
is real. Heaven is there. Heaven is waiting to
house the righteous.

I weep for Heaven.
Come take me, angels
of God, come take me
up to heaven.

I say up to heaven,
not down. I even
know the way.
That's how
sure I am of it.

Take me up, oh sweet
angels, take me up to
Heaven where I can
play any instrument, and
if Harpo wont play the
harp I will
gladly
I'll keep silent & not say
a word, if Harpo wont.

'Cause
I yearn for Heaven
I call for Heaven
I weep for Heaven.

Oh, sweet angels,
take me
to Heaven!

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