The little boy at the airport waving his father goodbye
The lover in the bedroom saying: I'm sorry I lied
The small plastic window fills with iridescent light
The Devil and an angel with their eternal fight

What a wonderful life
What a wonderful life
What a wonderful life
What a wonderful life

The spider in the kitchen trying to stay out of the cold
The pale girl in the bathroom, wearing her grandmother's gold
The church bells are ringing, somebody must have died
The eyes of the animal, frozen in the headlights

They're saying, oh, what a wonderful life
What a wonderful life
What a wonderful life
What a wonderful life

The skinhead in the handcuffs blowing his mother a kiss
The student at the protest wiping the blood off her lips
The fireworks exploding, the clock strikes midnight
And I'm sat here watching, gripping the wheel so tight

What a wonderful life
What a wonderful life
What a wonderful life
What a wonderful life, oh

And Saint Peter's calling
And Saint Peter's calling
And Saint Peter's calling

And I don't wanna die
Die
No, no I don't wanna die