Hope heaven loves you Heaven loves you The stars above you Over your dead soul Never stood a chance in life You were always on your own Then you tried to make conform And the punk rock broke the mold Hope heaven loves you Heaven loves you The stars above you Over your dead soul Babe with a broken guitar And a two note whip so low Then it's time to hit the road And the white light started to flow Hope heaven loves you Heaven loves you The stars above you Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Hope heaven loves you Heaven loves you The stars above you Over your dead soul Hope heaven loves you Heaven loves you The stars above you Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul Over your dead soul