Angels On Vacation

Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah We've been so good, so precise Always playing by the rulebook It's time we mixed it up Go get your hoodie, and your phone 'Cause we're gonna ride a bluebird To some place wicked fun Halos off (halos off), just two folks Living life (living life) No need for Dead Sea Scrolls We'll ride the highs Angels on vacation You and I Angels on vacation We're on vacation I got some fries and some cokes And two tickets for the whale show I hope you brought a poncho We'll have a ball while we can We don't have to tell the big man He wouldn't understand No no no (no no no), no no no On the down low (on the down low) Until we trudge back home We'll ride the highs Angels on vacation You and I Angels on vacation We're on vacation God won't mind If we take some time God won't scold If we live our lives Beneath the stars And beside the fire Don't send me home Don't send me home Home, home Home, home Home And we'll watch the tides Angels on vacation Up in the sky Angels on vacation We're on vacation Let's go on vacation