Pick it up.

Keep both my eyes transfixed on the prize - a high-rise to the 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 cash flow: 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.

Looking our for number one's a full time occupation,
I'll give to me myself, and I'm my own salvation,
Some people try to tell me God can save me from my sin, but God can take a number and I'll pencil him in,
Busy, oh, so busy; I got no time to search,
My Sunday's are all booked, I've got no time for church,
That's for those poor souls, as 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,
Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man.

He who gets the most toys and dies is the winner,
I'm living the high life with lobster tail dinners,
My Lexus, my yacht, my gold chains and rings - these are a few of my favourite things,
But most of all I keep my billfold the closest to my heart,
House decorated with million dollar works of art,
Roll with the bigwigs, they think I'm the man,
But then I stop and look and think about how big I really am.

Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man,
Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man,
Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man,
Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man.

Mammon is an unforgiving god, and I cast him away,
I live my life to God, not to get paid,
Money can't save my soul, don't think I can,
I look to God and I feel like a little man.

Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man,
Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man,
Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man,
Oh, let my pride fall down,
I'm a little man.