Tulio and Miquel:
T:I hardly think I'm qualified
To come across all sanctified
I just don't cut it with the cherubim
M:Tulio, what are you talking about
M:There again they're on their knees
Being worshipped is a breeze
Which rather suits us in the interim
T:Interim, interim, it's me and him
T&M: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 rather touching notion
All those prayers and those salaams
And who am I to bridle if I'm forced to be an idol
If they say that I'm a God, that's what I am
T:What's more, if we don't comply
With the locals' wishes
I can see us being sacrificed or stuffed
M:Yes, you have a really good point there
M:So let's be Gods, the perks are great
M:Yeah
M:El Dorado on a plate
Local feelings should not be rebuffed
T:Never rebuff, never rebuff the local feeling, no my friend
T&M:It's tough to be a God
But if you get the people's nod
Count your blessings, keep them sweet,
that's our advice
Be a symbol of perfection
Be a legend, be a cult
Take their praise, take a collection
As the multitudes exalt
Don a supernatural habit
We'd be crazy not to grab it
T&M:You got it
T&M:So sign up two new Gods for paradise
Paradise
Matula je fááájn....
