Hearsay

I'm not going anywhere 'til I get my reward
For living still in a life so boring and so hard
Don't mean to seem impertinent, unthankful, untoward
Knew it'd play this way back when I saw my cards
The meek shall inherit the earth without fail
I sent in my box tops.  I'm checking the mail.
I sent in my box tops.  I'm checking the mail.

I haven't ever lost a single thing
Not that thing that wasn't taken away from me, anyway
My consolation, what softens the sting
I'll get it all back eventually
At the pearly gates so I'm told
It'll be rendered unto me once more tenfold
I'm getting it all back plus that old tenfold

Live slow, die old, leave a used-up corpse
I know, I'm told, that's the way of course
Be true, buck up, if your heart is pure
And you fuck up no one will be sore
Now I'm not so sure 

I never wanted to be parted from you
To be split in two, half-hearted
I fought and bargained, you twisted the screws
At least you finished what I started
The quality of mercy they say is not strained
Why then are my knees and my knuckles bloodstained?
Why then are my nails and my fingers bloodstained?

Live slow, die old, leave a used-up corpse
I know, I'm told, that's the way of course
Be true, buck up, if your heart is pure
And you fuck up no one will be sore
Now I'm not so sure

I'm waiting now, just to find out what the verdict is
If I merit blessing or a curse
There is a slight chance that the judge and jury don't exist
But somehow that would be much much much worse
And if my life wasn't quite heavenly
At least I'll get time off in purgatory
I'll get time knocked off my sentence in purgatory

You can't take it with you, so I'm told my dear
Well I'm taking it all and I'm leaving it here
Can't take it with you, what they say my dear
I'm taking it all and I'm leaving it all right here.