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Ron and Nancy got the house but Sid and Nancy rule
I died eight years ago; I'm still a legend at my high school
I stole a Chevy and I wrapped it round a tree
But that's OK 'cause no one's gonna make the next century
I'm up in heaven now they say I'm here to stay
Where the clouds are really puffy and the angels sing every day
Alleluia...

The cafeteria's got everything, it's gonna drive me mad
Cause it looks just like a big Hawaiian party that my mother had
It's like the worst Elvis film I've ever seen
Technicolor luau all on technicolor green
There's camping trips and donkey rides and singing round the fire
And they signed me up for surfing
But they can't get me in the choir
Alleluia...

But there she was this morning getting fitted for her wings
Leather boots, magenta hair, and saying nasty things
I'd say she was an angel but it's stupid and it's obvious
I said you'll hate it here 'cause we're the only ones like us
It's crypto-fascist mania, it's silicon deliria
Yeah, she said, you're right, but I like the cafeteria
Alleluia...

Hey God, we're the bad kids, we're so nasty, mean and vile
God looks like a guidance counselor, God's got that smile
God says, how could this be, that's really odd
I guess I'll have to check my records, silly me, you know, I'm only God
Alleluia...

The waves are perfect and the sun will always shine
But there's got to be more to death than surfing all the time
I know the signs of self-destruction so I try to stop each new kid
Don't be like me, forever young, forever stupid
Yeah, I found love here, but I'll bet you'll find it there
Where they don't always make the same joke,
"Gee, you make a heavenly pair."
Alleluia...
Ron and Nancy got the house but Sid and Nancy rule   I died eight years ago; I'm still a legend at my high school   I stole a Chevy and I wrapped it round a tree   But that's OK 'cause no one's gonna make the next century   I'm up in heaven now they say I'm here to stay   Where the clouds are really puffy and the angels sing every day   Alleluia...      The cafeteria's got everything, it's gonna drive me mad   Cause it looks just like a big Hawaiian party that my mother had   It's like the worst Elvis film I've ever seen   Technicolor luau all on technicolor green   There's camping trips and donkey rides and singing round the fire   And they signed me up for surfing    But they can't get me in the choir    Alleluia...      But there she was this morning getting fitted for her wings   Leather boots, magenta hair, and saying nasty things   I'd say she was an angel but it's stupid and it's obvious   I said you'll hate it here 'cause we're the only ones like us   It's crypto-fascist mania, it's silicon deliria   Yeah, she said, you're right, but I like the cafeteria   Alleluia...      Hey God, we're the bad kids, we're so nasty, mean and vile   God looks like a guidance counselor, God's got that smile   God says, how could this be, that's really odd   I guess I'll have to check my records, silly me, you know, I'm only God   Alleluia...      The waves are perfect and the sun will always shine   But there's got to be more to death than surfing all the time   I know the signs of self-destruction so I try to stop each new kid   Don't be like me, forever young, forever stupid   Yeah, I found love here, but I'll bet you'll find it there   Where they don't always make the same joke,   "Gee, you make a heavenly pair."   Alleluia...