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and old Saint Peter won't let them in.

Come drink the cup that fills me up.

Up is down.
Squares are round.
A straight line always bends.
Wrong is right

represents the kingdom
The kingdom Saint Peter holds the keys to

What the boys are looking for
That trophy that fucking glory
We see Blue White and Gold
We

your mind, baby
Before the night is through

I'm a Spell Breaker,
One of the seven sins 
I'm a love taker
and I love the sin I'm in 
Saint Peter's

himmelen
Om Sankt Peters port er høy
Så må alle bøye ryggen
Penger åpner alle dører
Unntatt døra til himmelen
En seddel foran nasan hass
Vil nok sende deg en

Sung by Stevie Ray
And I wanna get in it
Not just sit at the bar
Saint Peter won't you let me bring my guitar
Well you can bet I'm hooked on coffee
And I

tonight
You might run astray from your life

They say the devil gets his day but not tonight
Saint Peter's gonna take his own sweet time

And you might lose

sail
Out of Port Sainte-Marine
No saint could save me, it would seem
From the raging storm I fell in

The crashing waves and howling winds
took my boat

New Jerusalem

John Rich

Underneath the Same Moon

2000

those gates and Heaven is mine

[Chorus]
Cause I'll go walkin' on the streets of gold and 
I'll go talkin' with the saints of old yeah I'll go

blowing into all we had
You're done waiting for the wind to blow again

But someone has to hold the fort
Throw kisses from the Old Town port
Watch

Saint Peter saw his face, he said, "Go to the other place".
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.

at saint Peter's gate
Please let me sleep in late
Don't know the time I don't know the date
Please let me sleep in late

Gonna lay right down here in my

And pour me another drink
Well I don't know what happened between bourbon and man
But I'll be at the gates with a glass in my hand
And tell old Saint Peter

Forget Myself

Elbow

Leaders of the Free World

2005

that urban genie thing going on
He's so mercifully free of the pressures of grace
Saint Peter in satin he's like Buddha with mace

No I know I wont

powders
Rewriting the Bible 
Virgin Mary weeping
Saint Peter let me in
Jesus saves
Holy Mountain spends

Woke up early on the day that I died
Tried to sleep in, and lord know I tried
Got these dead bum vagabond blues
Saint Peter I need a minute to tie my

Peter, he denied Him at the awful trial that night.
He said he never knew Him - it was an awful sight.
He looked upon Saint Peter with eyes of perfect

are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name

there's a storm coming, tribulation time                           
But all the Saints are leaving this old port behind

Just put that bitch on sport
I'm drinking Taylor port
I'm smoking till I'm stuck
I came here just to fuck
Turn a saint to a whore
Turn a whore

The chest aches and swells though in eternal sleep
Fret not, my dear
We'll meet again at Saint Peter's gates
Reignite the fires in this frigid heart of mine

and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I

to the Pope our Holy Father,
Saviour of the world. Come to his aid
Saint Mary. Come to her aid
Saint Peter. Come to his aid
Saint Paul. Come to his aid
Christ

before his love
She lost her faith in God above
And Saint Peter would condemn him
Saint Peter would condemn him
For the God Fearing Boy he was
The ashes

Conductor strolls down the aisle
Ticket's blank, destination unknown

Ain't got nothing against Saint Peter
Hell only knows if I'll meet her
But if I do, I'll