He said i wasn't going to heaven
Then i'll see him down in hell
I thought i was going to heaven
Now it's very hard to tell

I hold these views but i get no respect
Theo says that's not theologically correct

My grandmother's up there waiting
She spoke to me one night
She said "there are millions of us praying
That you will be alright."

Jesus spoke to me only once
Audibly for sure
When i was down on my luck,
He offered me the cure
He said "this trial is over"
I haven't heard that voice since then
We both agree i'm a sinner,
And what happens in the end

I had a quarter in my pocket
I pumped way too much gas
And like those bread and fishies
My little quarter turned to cash

I said that god's a mystery
So much that's hard to tell
Theo said i wasn't going to heaven
Then i'll see him down in hell

I hold these views but i get no respect
I guess that we just don't philosophically connect