Текст песни All Hands On The Bad One

You can't get to heaven in a silver spoon You can polish everything Except for the mark on you Come be the first in line To shake the hand of mine (They call you out and up) All hands on the bad one We would be no better You can't get to heaven in your Sunday best When the night before they were calling it Your cocktail dress You can't get to heaven with a three chord song They called you a sinner But the people want to sing along