Heaven on High Street East
He’s got last night’s domestic row
Ringing in his head
Told his friends he can’t stand to go home
Because she fills him with dread
When he arrives home
Greets her with a smile and a kiss
Let’s put the dinner on
Aren’t we lucky to be living in bliss
But he doesn’t like the way she’s chopping the onions
Razes her to the ground
With the venom of the death stalker scorpion
She’s run off upstairs
He spends the evening swilling his guts with the beer
She comes down, says sorry, he bombs her with love
Makes her feel revered
And he says “Come over here my darling”
Gets a selfie of the two of them together
To show the social media world his heaven
His heaven
His heaven on
Welcome to his personal heaven
His heaven
His heaven on High Street East
He posts the first status update of this weekend
Can’t wait to show it all off
To all his beloved friends
A photo of the latest nuts and bolts he’s obtained
To put up another shelf in this blessed domain
How impressive!
Makes sure to centre the camera
On the photo on the mantlepiece
Of him and her on their first date
Now she can’t shatter the peace
Spends the whole afternoon berating her
A two-hour monologue
On how she’s letting him down
On how she’s scaring the visitors off
Spends the evening passed out inebriated
It don’t matter as long as he’s endeavoured
To show the social media world his heaven
His heaven
His heaven on
Welcome to his personal heaven
His heaven
His heaven on High Street East
Well she’s finally walked out
She’d had enough
Left him alone
With all his debt and his drugs
He drowns his woes, orders pizza, passes out
Misses the delivery
Because he’s an unconscious wreck on the couch
Sounds off to mummy
She sings his praise
“You’re a messianic saint, besides she’ll be easy to replace”
He goes to work, slogs for eight hours straight
Shows the world that his paradise cannot possibly abate
Just one day single but his dead-end job
Is the epitome of heaven
Social media, welcome to his heaven
His heaven
His heaven on
Welcome to his personal heaven
His heaven
His heaven on High Street East
His heaven
His heaven on
Welcome to his personal heaven
His heaven
His heaven on High Street East
Welcome to his heaven
His heaven on
Welcome to his heaven
Social media
Welcome to his heaven
You might be lost, but he has found his heaven
His heaven on
Welcome to his heaven
Social media
Welcome to his heaven
On the tenth level depth of Hell
Lyrics: Aidan Cross
Music: Armstrong/Cross/Edwards/Kloos/Sarsen