THIS MORNING UP IN HEAVEN

SORT OF A TALKING BLUES, EVEN THOUGH IT'S NOT A BLUES. A CYNICAL LITTLE TUNE ABOUT FATE. ACTUALLY AN ATTEMPT TO TURN A HUGE AMOUNT OF NEGATIVE ENERGY INTO SOMETHING POSITIVE AND TO FACE THE BLOWS OF FATE WITH A LAUGHING EYE.
WRITTEN IN DIFFICULT TIMES IN A COUPLE OF MINUTES ONLY, THIS IS THE RESULT OF MAYBE THE MOST UNEXPECTED SONGWRITING MOMENT I EVER HAD.

THIS MORNING UP IN HEAVEN
GOD WAS HAVING TEA
SAINT PETER WAS WITH HIM
AND ALL THE COMPANY

SAINT PETER SAID, "HEY, GOD
REMEMBER THAT KID FROM SWITZERLAND?
YOU KNOW, THE SKINNY ONE
WHO'S GOT HIS OWN FOLK ROCK BAND?

YOU KNOW, WE TOOK HIS MOTHER
HIS SOULMATE AND HIS CLOSEST FRIEND
YET THE LITTLE BASTARD
IS GETTING BACK ON HIS FEET AGAIN."

GOD SAID, "YEAH, I KNOW
WE CAN'T LET THIS HAPPEN
I GUESS IT'S TIME AGAIN
TIME AGAIN TO SLAP HIM."

IF YOU THINK THAT'S BLASPHEMOUS
GO TELL ODIN AND ALL THE OTHER EXTINGUISHED GODS

AN ANGEL SAID,
"BUT DIDN'T WE JUST TAKE HIS GRANDPA?"
PETER SAID, "YOU'RE RIGHT
AND WE ALSO KILLED HIS GRANDMA

YET THE KID IS FAR TOO STRONG
WASN'T ENOUGH TO MAKE HIM FALL
BUT I GOT A BRAND NEW PLAN
GUESS WE'RE GONNA GET HIM AFTER ALL

FOUND OUT ABOUT A GIRL HE LIKES
THE ONE WHO BRINGS HIM LUCK
WE'LL MAKE HER LOVE SOME OTHER GUY
THIS IS GONNA FUCK HIM UP!"

GOD SAID, "WOW, PETER
YOU'RE A FUCKIN' GENIUS
C'MON, LET'S GO WATCH HIM
I REALLY GOTTA SEE THIS."

HEY, YOU UP THERE
THANKS FOR THE SONG AND . . .
GO FUCK YOURSELF!