I've heard that there's a place up in heaven
They tell me that there's a club called 27
Yes, I've heard that there's a place up in heaven
A place up in heaven
A place up in heaven
There's no open mic and there's no spirits
And they don't serve no bitters
And the only thing on tap is the constant flow of music
Its the battle made of good taste
And there's a grand piano's been sitting there since 1892
And the walls are built with fame
And its the beggar's starts the blues
In a place up in heaven
High up in heaven
In a place up in heaven, heaven, heaven
It's a place where all the good people go
There's so many songs that you think that you should know
Some nights they play the blues and sit around in a circle
Like a late night we choose
Now every song has got a solo
And Jamie's got a halo
Got a grand piano with 88 keys and only one of the doors
They all got weary voices
Days that feed them to the birds
They got music playing from a heart-shaped box
And when its time we all go home
But they still put up the locks
We all sit around and hope the door never locks
In a place up in heaven
High up in heaven
In a place up in heaven, heaven, heaven
Yes, there are no drugs
There's no way to waste it
No confrontation
No expectations
Just a warm place
In all of our hearts
Just soul
In all of our hearts
Just soul
In all of our hearts
Just soul
In all of our hearts
In a place up in heaven, heaven, heaven
High up in heaven, heaven, heaven
In a place up in heaven, heaven, heaven
High up in heaven, heaven, heaven
In a place up in heaven, heaven, heaven
In a place up in heaven, heaven, heaven
In a place up in heaven, heaven, heaven
(I heard there's a place)
In a place up in heaven, heaven, heaven
There's a club called 27