Keep both my eyes transfixed on the prize
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A high-rise to the blue skies my piece of the pie
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There's a hole in my heart that I know how to fill
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That's to light my cigarettes with a hundred dollar bill
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It's all about cash flow the California dream
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To make the grade you gotta make the green
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My friend I'm the champion I've no time for losers
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Never ask for nothin 'cause beggars can't be choosers
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Lookin' our for number ones's a full time occupation
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I'll give to me myself and I my own salvation
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Some people try to tell me God can save me from my sin
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But God can take a number and I'll pencil Him in
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Busy oh so busy I got no time to search
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My Sunday's are all booked I've got no time for church
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That's for those poor souls, dry as a stone
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God bless this child 'cause this child's got His own.
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Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man
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He who gets the most toys and dies is the winner
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I'm livin' the high life with lobster tail dinners
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My Lexus, my yacht, my gold chains and rings
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These are a few of my favorite things
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But most of all I keep my billfold the closest to my heart
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House decorated with million dollar works of art
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Roll with the Bigwigs they think I'm the man
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But then I stop and look and think about how big I really am
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Mammon is an unforgiving God, I cast him away
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I live my life to God, not to get paid
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Money can't save your soul, don't think I can
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I look to God and I feel like a little man.
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Little Man
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| The O.C. Supertones |
