D7 Gm i hardly think i'm qualified to come across all sanctified D7 Gm i just don't cut it with the cherubim D7 Gm the town's already on it's knees being worshipped is a breeze Eb Cm7 A7 D7 i barely know the words to any hymns D7 Gm listen, if we don't comply with the locals' wishes D7 Gm i can see us being sacrificed or stuffed D7 Gm let’s be gods, the perks a great el dorado on a plate Eb Cm7 A7 D7 local feeling should not be rebuffed Gm Eb it's tough to be a god, tread where mortals have not trod D7 Gm be deified when really you're a sham F7 Bb F7 Bb be an object of devotion, be the subject of psalms G7 Cm G7 Cm it's a terrifying notion, all those prayers and those salaams Ab G7 any normal man would bridle if he's forced to be an idol? Ab G7 Cm and a normal man's exactly what i am! D7 Gm all the same, it's pretty clear the scoundrels don't keep much up here D7 Gm they must have zillions under lock and key D7 Gm but gods can force them to unleash enough to make us nouveau riche Eb Cm7 A7 D7 beyond our wildest dreams, so follow me! D7 Gm can't you see i won't relax if religious maniacs D7 Gm tell me i'm all-powerful and sublime D7 Gm how can i be their belief when i'm lying through my teeth? Eb Cm7 A7 D7 why don't we just say, "some other time"? Gm Eb it's tough to be a god but if you get the peoples' nod D7 Gm count your blessings, keep 'em sweet that's my advice F7 Bb F7 Bb be nirvana, be salvation, be all things to all men G7 Cm G7 Cm butter up your congregation, every sunday score a ten Ab G7 the alternative is dire, simply frying pan to fire Ab G7 Cm so sign up two new gods for paradise Ab G7 C paradise!
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