Last night while I lay sleeping,
I died or so it seems.
Then I went to heaven
But t'was only in my dreams.

But, it seems St. Peter met me,
There at the pearly gate.
He said, "I must check your record
So stand right here and wait.

I see where you drank alcohol,
And used tobacco, too.
Fact is you've done everything
That a good person shouldn't do.

We can't have people like you up here,
Your life was full of sin.
Then he read the last of my record,
Grasped my hand and said, "Come in."

He took me up to the Big Boss,
Said "Take her in and treat her well"
She worked for a callcenter company, sir.
She's had her share of hell.