Everybody got a roomnEverybody got a roomnEverybody got a roomnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody got a room.nWell you'll never see a sign hanging on the doornSayin 'No vacancies anymore'.nnEverybody got wingsnEverybody got wingsnEverybody got wingsnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody got wings.nYou'll never see a sign hanging on the doornSayin 'At no time may both feet leave the floor'nnEverybody got a harpnEverybody got a harpnEverybody got a harpnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody got a harp.nYou'll never see a sign hanging on the wallnSayin 'No harps allowed in the hotel at all'.nnEverybody got a cloudnEverybody got a cloudnEverybody got a cloudnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody got a cloud.nYou'll never see a sign hanging on the wallnSayin 'Smoking and drinking will be thy downfall'.nnEverybody hold a handnEverybody hold a handnEverybody hold a handnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody hold a hand.nYou'll never see a sign hung up above your doorn'No visitors allowed in rooms, By law!'nnEverybody's halo shinesnEverybody's halo shinesnEverybody's halo shinesnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody's halo lookin' fine.nYou won't see a sign staring at you from the wallnSayin 'Lights out! No burnin the midnight oil!'nnEverybody got creditnEverybody got creditnEverybody got creditnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody got good credit.nYou'll never see a sign stuck on the cash-box drawernSayin 'Credit tommorow!!' or 'Want credit?!? Haw, haw haw!!'nnEverybody is blindnEverybody is blindnEverybody is blindnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody is blind.nYou'll never see a sign on the front doorn'No red skins. No Blacks. And that means you, baw!'nnEverybody is deafnEverybody is deafnEverybody is deafnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody is deaf.nYou'll never find a sign peeling off the bar-room walln'Though shalt not blaspheme, cuss, holler or bawl'.nnEverybody is dumbnEverybody is dumbnEverybody is dumbnIn God's Hotel.nEverybody is dumb.nSo you'll never see on the visiting-room walln'Though shalt not blaspheme, cuss, holler or bawl'.nnEverybody got HeavennEverybody got HeavennEverybody got HeavennIn God's Hotel.nEverybody got Heaven.nSo you'll never see scribbled on the bathroom walln'Let Rosy get ya Heaven, dial 686-844!'