Your Credit Card Won't Get You Into Heaven Lyrics

Your credit card won't get you into heaven.
Your Visa will not buy you silver wings.
When you're burning down in hell with no water in the well,
Your Diner's Club won't buy you one cold drink.

You can not charge salvation or redemption.
Your Master Charge it won't help to save your skin.
And when you're standing at the gates
And they slam them in your face,
Your Playboy key, it will not get you in.