Music by elton john
Lyrics by tim rice
From the soundtrack "the road to el dorado"
I hardly think Im qualified
To come across all sanctified
I just dont cut it with the cherubim
The towns already on its knees
Being worshipped is a breeze
I barely know the words to any hymn
Listen if we dont comply
With the locals wishes
I can see is being sacrificed or stuffed
Lets be gods, the perks are great
El dorado on a plate
Local feelings should not be rebuffed
Its great to be a god
Tread where mortals have not trod
Be defied when really youre a sham
Be an object of devotion
Be the subject of psalms
Its a terrifying notion
All those prayers and thos salaams
Any normal man would bridle if hes forced to be an idol
And a normal mans exactly what I am
All the same its pretty clear
The bastards dont keep much up here
They must have zillions under lock and key
But gods can force then to unleash
Enough to make us nouveau riche
Beyond our wildest dreams so follow me
Cant you see I wont relax
If religious maniacs
Tell me Im all-powerful and sublime
How can I be their belief
When Im lying through my teeth
Why dont we just say some other time
Its great to be a god
But if you get the peoples 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
All the alternative is dire
Simply frying pan to fire
So sign on two new gods for paradise