There is nothing that can beat it!
Deny myself? And bear my cross?
I'm all for gain, but not for loss!
Your talk of suffering is not true--
my preacher takes a different view!
"It's attitude and self-esteem--
Be Number 1," smiles Reverend Beam.
While we sing "Old Rugged Cross"
The Lord of Grace is not our boss.
Our Lord flies a sleek Lear jet,
He's got a million bucks, you bet!
The music rocks, the bands play loud,
The crowds that come are really wowed.
They make decisions left and right,
Like sardines in a can packed tight.
Cotton candy gives a high,
but in the lows, we wonder why.