You've got heaven
Heaven in your hand
You've got heaven
Running through your land
Why don't you fight for it?
You're right for it, you know
Why don't you kill for it
Get ill for it also?

You've got heaven
You've got heaven
You've got arms and you've got legs and you've got heaven

Heaven in your eyes
You've got heaven
Don't you recognize?
That when you wake for it
You'll ache for it all night
And when you scream for it
You dream for it all right

You've got heaven
You've got heaven
You've got arms and you've got legs and you've got heaven

You've got heaven
Every single time
You've got heaven
Every single climb
And when you talk to it
You walk through it day
And when you crawl to it
You'll fall for it, they say
You've got heaven--getting closer!
You've got heaven--almost there!
You've got heaven
You've got arms and you've got legs and you've got heaven
You've got arms, legs, heaven
You've got forts to war, antelopes, a son to call, the eye on you
Plastic curtains drawing open, fingers, hands and follicules
Memories and antidotes, single walls, a plant to water
Use your legs, and use your heaven
Make one for your arms