Heaven Songtext
von Micachu & the Shapes

T′s been hard to plan
It's been hard to save
I think for hours and laugh for days

My mother says
I misbehave
When I throw bricks onto motorways

Cannot wait for my holiday
I had my work cut out for me
Cannot wait for my holiday
I had my work cut out for me


I′m never late
'Cos I'm never there
I′m hanging on but it′s hard to care
Another year another
If this carries on I might leave my job

Cannot wait for my holiday
I had my work cut out for me
Cannot wait for my holiday
I had my work cut out for me

I had my work cut out for me
It's a good job
I had my work cut out for me
It′s a good job
I had my work cut out for me
It's a good job