Words and Music by Ray Wylie Hubbard

I had a dream last night I was cast into Hell by a jealous God
The Devil walked up and said, You don't need no lightning rod
It hardly ever rains down here, I can't recall the last storm
You aint gonna need that leather jacket, it gets kinda warm
There's one way in, there's no way out, looks like you're to stay
The place is a mess, it's overcrowded, more are coming in everyday

I said ah man, wait a minute, there's gotta be something wrong
I aint a bad guy, just write these little songs
I always pay my union dues don't stay in the passing lane
And he said, What about all that whiskey and the cocaine?
I said, Well yeah, but that's no reason to throw me in Hell
Cause I didn't use the cocaine to get high, I just liked the way it smelled

He said come on over here son, let me show you around
Over there's where we put the preachers, I never liked those clowns
They're always blaming me for everything wrong under the sun
It ain't that hard to what's right, it's just maybe not as much fun
Then the walk around thinking they're better than me and you
Then they get caught in a motel room doing what they said not to do

Now the murderers and the rapists, they go in this fiery lake
As well as most of the politician and the cops on the take
And all the mothers that wait until they get to K-Mart to spank their kids
Instead of showing 'em what to do what's right, they just hit 'em for what they did
And all the daddies who run off and abandon their daughters and sons
Oh anybody that hurts a child is gonna burn until it's done

Everybody's down here I said, Who's up in Heaven with God and the Son?
Oh some saints and mystics and students of Metaphysics 101
People who care and share and love and try to do what's right
Beautiful old souls who read a little stories to their babies every night
What you wont find up in Heaven are Christian Coalition Right Wing Conservatives
Country program directors and Nashville record executives

Now I said I've made some mistakes, but I'm not as bad as those guys
How can God to this to me or can't she sympathize?
He said you're wrong about God being cruel and mean
Oh God is the most loving thing that's never been seen
I said hotshot tell me this, Which religion is the truest?
He said, There all about the same, Buddha was not a Christian, but Jesus would'a made a good Buddhist

Well I thought about my future, I didn't seem to have much of one
I looked around to leave but there was no place to run
I said, I don't suppose I could go back and try living again?
You know like reincarnation, I hear that's the way it's always been
I can't answer that, he said, You're gonna have to wait for that response
But it's not any more unusual to be born twice than it is to be born once

Well it looked like I was gonna be stuck here as far as I could tell
I thought I might as well suck it up, you know what the hell
I said, You know that song that Charlie Daniels did?
About how you went down to Georgia and played fiddle against that kid?
He said, Yeah, it broke my heart, but what are you gonna do?
I said to tell you the truth I thought your solo was the better of the two

Well then I woke up and I was lying in my bed
I went upstairs and kissed my little boy on his sleeping head
I took this dream as a sign from God so I thought I'd better pray
I said, Don't ever speak to me directly and thanks anyway
Now so much has changed about me besides just giving up red meat
Some get spiritual cause they see the light and some cause they feel the heat.

Roy Harter - Vocals, Resonator
Sean Barry - Drums
Sean Paulson - Guitar
Ramie Burns - Bass
Christina Vircillo and Dan Harrison - Vibe Mistresses
Johnny Russo - Videographer / Editor

Shot and recorded on location at SkinnyMan, NYC.

Title design and video editing at Three One Design, NYC.

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