Heaven’s Menu

Some people get into heaven

Just through the food they make

Just through the trays they take

To people's tables

On a Tuesday 


Some cooks get into heaven

Just through their sauce in lasagna

Wait your whole life for it to find ya

I hope in heaven

It's on the menu


Mr. Greek Gyro on Taylor Street

And my mom's baker friend

God'd like to meet

If he wants a good home cooked meal

Into heaven another soul he will steal


And when I get to heaven one day

And the menu is laid out before me

I won't have a body

To stop me 

No money

Around me

With no mind 

To guide me

I'll eat the whole pot