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

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Artist: elton john