Oi!   Pick it up!      Keep both my eyes transfixed on the prize   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 cashflow the California 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 'cause 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 Sunday's are all booked I got no time for church   That's for those poor souls dry as a stone   God bless this child 'cause 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 a little man