Movin' kinda slow, no I never had much balance

Why does everyone I know keep makin' lots a' dough

I guess I'll find out soon when I get to that crystal palace in the sky



I've heard stories second hand about its grand interior

Its gold and silver strands, cathedral ceilings way up high

All the furnishing's unique when you get to your crystal palace in the sky





Well, I've worked as a part time circus boy

Collected cans down Saticoy

And patiently put forth my master plan





I've imagined futures and full plates

And slept with every subliminal tape

But now I'm so angry at someone

My contract is in breach

Why must my crystal palace be on hold this week?





I feel lucky I suppose, at least we're all still breathin'

Stuck here in escrow, just a' waitin' out our loan

But no big armed patrol will stop me when I get to my crystal palace by and by





And it'll be my way or the highway

Gettin' to my crystal palace in the sky