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Sangtekst: Tragically Hip. Heaven Is a Better Place Today.

Here's a glue guy, performance god
A makeshift shrine, a newly lain sod
Hardly even tryin', gives the nod

I sure hope I'm not the type to dwell
Hope I'm a fast healer, fast as hell
Heaven is a better place today because of this
But the world is just not the same

If and when you get into the end zone
Act like you've been there a thousand times before
Don't blame, don't say people lose people all the time anymore

A toonie to the busker and a husky 'keep it comin'' under my breath
But then said, ?Though, if you wouldn't mind
Less cryin' and more tryin', more tryin' and less cryin'?

I'm not the type to dwell
I'm a fast healer, fast as hell
Heaven is a better place today because of this
But the world is just not the same

Oh, if and, if and when you get into the end zone
Act like you've been there a thousand times before
Don't blame, don't say people lose people all the time anymore
Don't say people lose people all the time anymore

If and when you get into that end zone
Act like you've been there a thousand times before
Don't change but don't say people lose people all the time anymore

Ooh, it's just not the same because of this
Ooh, it's not the same