Sheep Go To Heaven Songtext / Lyric

I'm not feeling alright today
I'm not feeling that great
I'm not catching on fire today
Love has started to fade
I'm not going to smile today
I'm not gonna laugh
You're out living it up today
I've got dues to pay

And the gravedigger puts on the forceps
The stonemason does all the work
The barber can give you a haircut
The carpenter can take you out to lunch

Now but I just wand to play on my bagpipes
I just want to drink me some wine
As soon as you're born you start dying
So you might as well have a good time

Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell
Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell
Oh no, oh yeah, all right

I don't want to got to sunset strip
I don't want to feel the emptiness
Gold marquees with stupid band names
I don't want to got to sunset strip
I don't want to got to sunset strip
I don't want to feel the emptiness
Gold marquees with stupid band names
I don't want to got to sunset strip

And the gravedigger puts on the forceps
The stonemason does all the work
The barber can give you a haircut
The carpenter can take you out to lunch

Now but I just want to play on my bagpipes
I just want to drink me some wine
As soon as you're born you start dying
So you might as well have a good time, oh no

Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell
Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell
Alright, oh no, oh no
Go to hell
Oh no
Go to hell
Oh no
Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell