Chorus
When you get to Heaven, lie down in the Lords cradle, cradle.
When you get to Heaven, clean your soul, if youre able.
When you get to Heaven, sit down at the Lords table, table.
When you get to Heaven, rest in peace.
Verse 1
According to Miss Grundy theres no remedy in dying,
Ascending on a treadmill, with all your loved ones crying.
Locked into a casket, at peace, out of sight,
Vanishing forever, off duty at first light.
Verse 2
According to Miss Grundy we should look the other way,
If a father or a friend cant face another day.
Like a ticking time bomb, filling up with hate,
Disobey the warning signs until its too late.
Repeat Chorus
Verse 3
According to Miss Grundy we should never make a noise,
If we feel a Neighbours done for, beaten, paralysed.
Desperate to stay afloat, trying to rebel,
Going down the hard way, on the road to hell.
Bridge
Help us build a bridge underneath the sun.
Help us shake away the past, come together one by one.