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 cash flow the Californian 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 cuz beggars can't be choosers

Lookin' out for number one's a full time occupation
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 Sundays are all booked I got no time for church
That's for those poor souls dry as a stone
God bless this child cuz this child's got his own

Oh let my pride fall down I'm a little man

He who gets the most toys and dies is the winner
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

Mammon is an unforgiving god so i cast him away
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 the little man