You can't make it to heaven with a high step 
You can't make it to heaven with a high step 

I played both sides of the field 
I was better at defense 
They put me out for special teams 
The college league wasn't impressed 
But the press called me a work horse 
I ignored it like the crowd 
I had calories to burn off 
And I made my parents proud 
A jersey with a number that concealed faulty equipment 
A cog in the machine but the team saw me as different 
Old beyond my years 
My chest hair was like a carpet sweater 
They made me leader 
I wore that C like a scarlet letter 
Whether hot or cold 
I had to avoid the loss 
And play better then the competitor 
Whether or not I won the coin toss 
I watched it flip in slow motion 
While I considered the odds 
But it's a sin to gamble 
So I left the risk to God 
We had a locker room prayer 
Where we all lobbied the lord 
I pretended to know the words 
Bowed my head and mouthed along 
That was my way then 
I was a slave to the play pen 
Where I tried to make friends 
And couldn't wait to say "Amen" 
Then hit the field 
With a shield that was dented 
And a sword that was warped by the wars that I've 
entered 
I'm a veteran 
With all this medicine on my plate 
Because the game that we played 
Was "How Much Pain Can You Tolerate?" 
Can you do it without showing signs of it? 
Without fooling yourself so you don't know when it's 
time to quit 
Hell no 
Well, Amen 
Give me the pig skin, kid 
I'm head huntin for Satan 

Throwin' elbows 
Til they're breaking 
The coach made em look normal just by the that he taped 
them 

I never went pro 
I jgot paid in admiration and respect 
But all of that seems to be changin 
Tried to make it heaven with a high step 
Tried to make to heaven with a high step 
Tried to make to heaven with a high step 
And get get it get it done 
Before we reach sudden death