Archangel Selafiel and Moshenik

Verse] There's a crook named Mosheny, from a little backwoods town, He tried hackin' heaven, thought he'd get some cards around, Clicked his mouse and hummed a tune, hopin' for the best, But heaven’s got no numbers, just angels takin' rest. [Verse 2] Ol' Mosheny was schemin', sittin' by his screen, Dreamin' 'bout the fortune that he'd never pined or seen, Selafiel the archangel, caught him in the act, Said, "Boy, you're outta luck, we're not programmed for that." [Chorus] You can’t hack the pearly gates, no, there ain't no codes, No numbers and no secrets, just streets of pure gold, Heaven don’t take plastic, no cards or chips to gain, Mosheny’s just a driftin' in an earthly shame. [Verse 3] He typed in every scripture, tried breakin' every code, But the gates of heaven didn’t even overload, Selafiel was laughin', with a twinkle in his eye, Said, “Son, you need a miracle, and hacking won’t apply.” [Verse 4] Mosheny scratched his head, wondered what he’d missed, Thought ‘bout Trojan