Mr. Emil Gower: I owe everything to George Bailey. Help him, dear Father
Giuseppe Martini: Joseph, Jesus, and Mary. Help my friend, Mr. Bailey
Ma Bailey: Help my son, George, tonight
Bert: He never thinks about himself, God, thats why hes in trouble
Ernie Bishop: George is a good guy. Give him a break, God
Mary: I love him, dear Lord. Watch over him tonight
George Bailey Im wishing on it daily
But I dont get the luxury of visions of my vanquish
Im stuck assuming its fine
Smoke in my eyes burn my retina make me blind
Everything in line hold my breath then I dive
100 story drop until my brains offline
I power down just to restart again
100 tabs lost, wait, now what was I sayin
What I was thinkin I feel so much better now
My favorite joke is life because its us its based around
What I was thinkin I feel so much better now
My favorite joke is life because its us its based around
I always get a laugh out of it in the end
I hope you understand because I know I...
Always got it fuck the profit I do this for nothing
You so off your shit still actin like you onto something
You dont bring a splash of difference to the scenery
You are doomed to be the one that never finds the missing piece
Good luck youre gonna need it 
Good luck youre gonna need it 
Good luck youre gonna need it 
Good luck youre gonna need it 
Clarence: You sent for me, sir?
Senior Angel: Yes, Clarence. A man down on earth needs our help
Clarence: Splendid. Is he sick?
Senior Angel: No worst. Hes discouraged
...
Clarence: Sir, if I should accomplish this mission, I mean... um. Might I perhaps win my wings? Ive been waiting for over 200 years now, sir, and people ARE beginning to talk
Senior Angel: Whats that book youve got there?
Clarence: Oh, oh, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
Senior Angel: Clarence, you do a good job with George Bailey and you will get your wings
Clarence: Oh, thank you, sir, thank you