Apartment - The Echo Friendly

If heaven doesn’t look like your apartment I don’t want to go

If the floor isn’t covered in records and cat hair

I’d just as soon stay home

If the sheets don’t smell of cigarette smoke

If the dishes aren’t piled up high

Then I just don’t care much about where I’m going when I die

If I die tonight, I hope the hearse lets me off at your place

If I die tonight, I hope the hearse lets me off at your place

If you can’t get to heaven in the passenger seat of your Dodge conversion van

Then I guess I’m just going to have to keep on living as long as I possibly can

If the pearly gates don’t flash with the neon of a roadside motel

Then I’ll take my hand and keep on driving till we get back to this hell

If I die tonight, I hope the hearse lets me off at your place

Baby it’s so right

You can stay with me tonight

I can be over in an hour

Can you bring a little whiskey?

I hope nothing happens between now and then

If I die tonight

If heaven doesn’t look like your mothers guestroom I don’t want to go

If there’s no one around to play me big star records and run my bath real slow

If you ain’t there to sing me to sleep when I close my eyes so tight

Then I just don’t think it’s such a good idea for us to go to sleep tonight

If I die tonight

I hope the hearse lets me off at your place

If I die tonight

I hope the hearse lets me off at your place