City sidewalk, bright 
Saturday morning
Beggar with a halo shuffles up to me
He asks me for a coin, and mumbles"Thank you, and God bless you"
Good deeds and halos, not sure what 
I believeHe asks me, "Is there something I can give back to you?How 'bout this halo for an hour or two?"
And now I'm
Sneakin' into heaven with a borrowed halo
Hopin' no one notices my broken wings
Peekin' through these gates and thinkin', 
Lord have mercy
I'm never gonna make it if it's up to me'
Postle Peter, taps me on my shoulder
Says, "Son, are you lost?"
I say, "Can you show me around?""Well, I'd be glad tooTell me, what brings you to heaven today?""I've always wondered what the fuss is all about"
I feel like a kid flashin' a fake 
I.D.Tryin' to slip past the 
AuthorityAnd now 
I'mSneakin' into heaven with a borrowed halo
Hoping no one notices my broken wings
Peekin’ through these gates and thinkin', 
Lord have mercy
I'm never gonna make it if it's up to me!
Hey Mr. Pedro, 
I have a little confession
I don't belong here, and this halo isn't mine
Peter laughs and says"Well, boy, haven't you noticed?We've all been broken, but now we're doin' just fine‘Cause nobody's good enoughAnd up here we're all the sameWe all get to heaven under someone else's name!"
Sneakin' into heaven with a borrowed halo
Hopin' no one notices our broken wings
Peekin’ through these gates and thinkin’, 
Lord have mercy
I’m never gonna make it if it’s up to me