(Larson / Hoffsten) climbed the ladder knocked on several doors tried to flatter our gracious lord now, I am just a fallen angel with soiled wings living with the dirt that falling brings Chorus: give it all up and move on down gotta give it all up, this holy ground there will always be a mean little devil in me was so honest, so divine and nice always hiding to avoid a fight I often tried to play the martyr and pay my dues don't see any wafers at this barbeq Chorus even on the groundfloor things can be so heavenly Chorus
