The doors to the mission open at seven And the soup will be ready about nine Right now it's six-thirty, they're ragged and dirty They're standin' and sittin' and layin' in line First they'll do a little singin', then hear a little preachin' And get saved for the 3rd time this week A bowl of soup later and a pat on the shoulder And by midnight, they're back on the street They walk to the corner of 4th street and Broadway Then take the first alley on the right One of them asks a stranger, "How 'bout a hand"? And he gives 'em one finger at a time Then they spot an old buddy with a bottle of heaven Then pass around what means everything One bottle for four, thank God, someone scored And now the midnight choir starts to sing Will they have Mogen David in Heaven? Dear Lord, we'd all like to know Will they have Mogen David in Heaven, sweet Jesus? If they don't, who the hell wants to go? Will they have Mogen David in Heaven? Dear Lord, we'd all like to know Will they have Mogen David in Heaven, sweet Jesus? If they don't, who the hell wants to go? If they don't, who the hell wants to go, dear good God? Will they have Mogen David in Heaven? Dear Lord, we'd all like to know Will they have Mogen David in Heaven, sweet Jesus? If they don't, who the hell wants to go?