Oh you'll never get to heaven in a biscuit tin cos the lord don't let no crummy ones in Oh you'll never get to heaven in a biscuit tin cos the lord wont let no crummy ones in I ain't gonna grieve my lord no more. I ain't gonna spit, I ain't gonna swear, I ain't gonna... gee I wouldn't dare I ain't gonna grieve my lord no more Oh you'll never get to heaven in (guider's name)'s car Cos (guider's name)'s car won't go that far
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