Better Than Heaven

What's with all this
 Doom and gloom?
 You used to be such
 Such a laugh
 It's only sin
 Original sin
 Corinthians
 15: 22
 Never been a
 Big fan of things
 But I'm growing so
 Fond of you
 You
 You get sadder
 The smarter you get
 And it's a bore
 You get sadder
 The smarter you get
 And it's a bore
 Truth is truth
 I ain't no Bohemian
 Much too, much too safe
 Much too, much too typical
 Much too, much too typical
 Much too, much too
 You can use your hands for something else
 I'll take you further than the scholars can
 Put down your books and molest me
 Heaven is here where it needs to be
 You get sadder
 The smarter you get
 And it's a bore
 You get sadder
 The smarter you get
 And it's a bore
 And there was a time before we were born
 When we stood in the garden
 If this won't last I'll turn you on
 Well, I've got enough for the both of us
 The both of us
 The both of us
 And there was a time before we were born
 When we stood in the garden
 If this won't last I'll turn you on
 Well, I've got enough for the both of us
 The both of us