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I have been blessed, So listen real good. I know who to fight and mess up as only I could. It's my divine right, so why second guess, Or be knocking on wood? When they're out of bounds, I send in the hounds. I get 'em real good. I'm His right hand. Let there be no doubt I know who are friends and who will flunk out. My faith is so strong I've remarkable clout. But check their backgrounds, Then I'll send in the hounds If they don't seem devout. How can it be That He picked me? A sinner who repeatedly sinned whenever I could? But I saw the light, and now only delight In whatever I should. I campaign in towns Where serving hashbrowns Is their soul livelihood.
Music by Stephen Sondheim |