Too much of heaven

Can bring you underground

Heaven, can always turn around

Too much of heaven

A life and soul hell bound

Heaven, the killer makes no sound

Too much of heaven

Can bring you underground

Heaven, can always turn around

Too much of heaven

A life and soul hell bound

Heaven, the killer makes no sound

They're still talking about money

That's right and too much of heaven

C'mon my friend

Let me tell you what it's all about

It's called money dependence today

And people just keep on going on

Looking at the dollar bill

And nothing else around them

No love, no friendship, nothing else

Just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket

Into their bank account