Let Them Go to Heaven Video (MV)

Let them go to heaven,
Let them go to hell
If on earth I cannot last
I wanna go to Jazz
Don't surround me with cherubin
And their curled yellow locks
A place where there's no vodka on the rocks
Spare me the diet of
Honey and milk
In our high-up 52nd street, I hear voices of the finest silk
What use are angels singing sweet soft hymns?
Here comes jazz to blow away my sins

Let them go to heaven
Let them go to hell
When on earth I've had my chance
Take me to a Cajun dance
Don't send me to a city built with golden blocks
They say money talks and talks and talk and talks
Spare me from perfection
Bring on that scratchy fiddle
Well loved with cracks running right down the middle
What use are angels singing sweet, soft hymns?
These dancers are gonna stomp out all my sins

Let them go to heaven,
Let them go to hell,
When my body leaves my soul
Take me to rock and roll
Don't surround me with endless joy
Uninterrupted a calm
A place like that wouldn't know what to do with
A snare, a kick or a tom
Spare me the saving from my unholy life
I can't hear that guitar burn if I can't feel the strife
What use are angels singing sweet soft hymns?
When I've got rock to roll away my sins
I've got rock to roll away my sins