He's a shaker, glory maker, He always has an answer for you Momma's seraph, devil's sheriff Passing his life between the two Cheistian by a coattail, least that's what he thought Where the boy is headed is awfully, awfully hot Whatcha, whatcha doin makin time with your life Cantcha, cantcha see that it is all a big hype Howya, howya spain it on a judgament day I think, I think there's gonna be little to say Ain't no heavenly homeboys by association You see, you only get to heaven by aceptin the son He's in trouble, runnin double He's had to make a change in his plans Heard a liar, in the fire Now it's all slippin from his hands Bought the standard package with all it's bogus frills But it always cost you something cause you have to pay the bills It's a juke, it's a jive, it's a hustle, it's a scam It's a con, it's a fraud, it's the old film flam It's a bike, it's a dupe, it's a classic dodgeroni It's a ruse, it's a scheme, it's a ton of sliced baloni