All Hands On The Bad One Lyrics

All Hands On The Bad One lyrics

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