Al Cielo No

Turns out I decided to end it all
'Cause there was nothing left to hold on to
It's not that I'm some kind of downer
But not even a high Superman could save me

One thing I had clear as day
I wasn't going to heaven, even if they paid me
Hell was a blast for me, you see
Burning up just like a chicken on the grill

So yeah, I was gonna ask
I had no intention of going to heaven
And see who I had to talk to
'Cause I had a connection in Uruguay
So no, please
Not to heaven

I always pictured heaven
Like when a cartoon character dies
Like some awful painting by Michelangelo
Or like the paradise Dante talked about

But who convinced me that heaven was a drag?
I was starting to hate that idea
It was my grandma Popa's words
When she showed up playing with the cup

And she'd say: Look, my love
Up here in heaven, it's all a nightmare
'Cause there’s no lottery and no peanuts
No bar to grab a drink and have some anise
So no, please
Not to heaven

By chance, I found out eternity
Lasts a long time, sometimes even more
And I can't stand the thought of it all going on
Sitting on a cloud like a balloon

Playing the harp badly and out of tune
Surrounded by little angels always peeing
Dusting cobwebs off my genitals
'Cause up there, all the girls are virgins

I'd rather be in hell
Even if I had to deal with
Rivera, Oribe, and Garzón
And the fans of Peñarol
So no, please
Not to heaven