What if God lost his job
By beamish
Have you wondered what would happen if God lost his job
Couldn't pay the bills on all those mansions and afterlife thrills
What
then-where would man place his
TRUST
What about all those souls living the after life of easy
Cruising the streets of gold
Plenty to eat and drink
Then at night they float home to their mansion
Lay their dead heads on silk pillows
One might say it's heavenly
But do they realize that eviction is looming just above
One missed payment - repossession orders nailed to the pearly gates
It's an expensive endeavor for God to fund his crew
The numbers are huge and more show up every day
Looking
for the things they prayed for
The
things the book said would be their
REWARD
So he works away
He prays to his God day after day
That his job will stay intact
So he can afford the nut he carries on his back
Gold streets and mansions for all the dead to sleep
That doesn't come cheap
See - he's really not any different than you and me
Bills
Responsibility
Paid in blood some say-but the boys at
Chase Manhattan
They don't see it that way
Mortgages must be paid
Late is late
Doesn't matter if it's your house
or
the pearly gates