Keep both my eyes transfixed on the prizeA high-rise to the blue skies my piece of the pieThere's a hole in my heart that I know how to fillThat's to light my cigarettes with a hundred dollar billIt's all about cash flow the California dreamTo make the grade you gotta make the greenMy friend I'm the champion I've no time for losersNever ask for nothin 'cause beggars can't be choosersLookin' our for number ones's a full time occupationI'll give to me myself and I my own salvationSome people try to tell me God can save me from my sinBut God can take a number and I'll pencil Him inBusy oh so busy I got no time to searchMy Sunday's are all booked I've got no time for churchThat's for those poor souls, dry as a stoneGod bless this child 'cause this child's got His ownOh, let my pride fall down I'm a little manHe who gets the most toys and dies is the winnerI'm livin' the high life with lobster tail dinnersMy Lexus, my yacht, my gold chains and ringsThese are a few of my favorite thingsBut most of all I keep my billfold the closest to my heartHouse decorated with million dollar works of artRoll with the Bigwigs they think I'm the manBut then I stop and look and think about how big I really amMammon is an unforgiving God, I cast him awayI live my life to God, not to get paidMoney can't save your soul, don't think I canI look to God and I feel like a little man
