Expresso

I left my heart in a wooden case
With chains and locks all around its base
I'm on my way to surgery
I'm as happy as a boy can be
Can be

I left my brain in a metal sieve
With cancer injected, just to stop it live
I know where the angels sing
So play that harp and flap that wing
I'm going to heaven, baby
I left my eyes in a candy box
Stuffed with cotton, just to stop them rock
I skip along the corridor
I open up the theatre door
Hello!

I left my blood in a plastic mug
I get a funny taste when I chug-a-lug
I know where the cherubs wait
So here I am at St Peter's Gate

I'm going to heaven, baby

I left my nose, all stuck with glue
Tied with string, up a chimney flue
I curtsey to doctor and nurse
I wave outside to the waiting hearse
Cooee!

And when I spoke to father's ghost
He said he died by parcel post
So, hallelujah, here I come
See you at Easter, mum

I'm going to heaven, baby