Substitute Heaven

Lyrics
Substitute heaven That's what I want Freedom from a whiskey dick Down at born again pizza And the pretzels shall be free I said the pretzels shall be free Substitute heaven Baby in a purple paisley dress Next best things I made it now, baby, you can do the rest And the first, second, third and last Will be on me You got everything in between your knees, whoo It's called substitute heaven I call it substitute heaven, yeah It's called substitute heaven I call it substitute heaven Give it up to me, you're the best In your purple paisley dress Give it up once for me Give it up two or three I'm glad I found you I build my world around you My substitute religion Substitute rock Substitute rock Substitute rock Substitute rock Substitute rock Substitute rock Whoo Substitute heaven C'mon, substitute heaven, yeah Substitute heaven And the pretzels shall be free And the pretzels, the pretzels shall be free
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Credits
- Writers
- Mitch Mitchell (GBV)
- Robert Pollard