get it right this time

last night I dreamed

I died and went to heaven

St. Peter welcomed me

with a glass of holy wine

I looked into his eyes

and asked him this question

can I do it all over

I swear I'll get it right this time

          I'll get it right this time

          I'll live in God's design

          I'll follow every sign

          and I'll get it right this time

I made so many mistakes

I never reached my potential

I wasted so much time

whining and watching TV

I complained about everything

and never counted blessings

just one more shot at life

that would be all right with me

St. Peter spoke right to me

"son, that's not the way it goes

you've got one chance at living

and that's all you'll ever get"

I said "well, that's not fair, man

I need to make adjustments

I've always waited for something

but it hasn't happened yet"

          I'll get it right this time

          I'll do the work that's mine

          I'll learn to walk the line

          and I'll get it right this time

and then I woke up

from my restless dreamy night

thinking of the future

and how it's so unkind

then I turned on the TV

and ate a bag of cheetos

and thought I'll start tomorrow

and I'll get it right this time

          I'll get it right this time

          perfection's in my mind

          I won't be left behind

          and I'll get it right this time