In Heaven Blues

there ain’t no assisted suicide in heaven
and the grocer never has my favorite beans
there ain’t no assisted suicide in heaven
so for dinner I make do with cooking these

there ain’t no assisted suicide in heaven
and the angel’s harps are slightly out of tune
there ain’t no assisted suicide in heaven
and none of the girls in the choir sound like you

there ain’t no assisted suicide in heaven
so I’ve started eating pears off of this tree
there ain’t no assisted suicide in heaven
and I know you didn’t wait around for me