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Pick it up!
A high-rise under blue skies my piece of the pie There's a hole in my heart that I know how to fill That's to light my cigarettes with a hundred dollar bill It's all about cashflow the California dream To make the grade you gotta make the green My friend I'm the champion I've no time for losers Never ask for nothing 'cause beggars can't be choosers
I'll give to me, myself, and I my own salvation Some people try to tell me God can save me from my sin God can take a number and I'll pencil Him in Busy o' so busy got no time to search My Sunday's are all booked I got no time for church That's for those poor souls dry as a stone God bless this child 'cause this child's got his own
I'm livin' the high life with lobster tail dinners My Lexus, my yacht, my gold chains and rings There are a few of my favorite things But most of all I keep my billfold the closest to my heart House decorated with million dollar works of art Roll with bigwigs they think I'm the man But then I stop and look and think about how big I really am
I live my life to God, not to get paid Money can never save soul and I don't think I can I look to God and I feel a little man. Supertones Biography |
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