The question isn't whether it's true The question "is it working for you?" Marshmallow skies And custardy pies And nothing's too hard to do
They're five happy verses or so They told me all I needed to know Ignore all the rest Trials and tests And threats to my comfort zone
Well I've got no time to find out what's real I stick with what I happen to feel It feels grand When you're livin' in a lala land
You can name a blessing yourself Stake a claim on power and wealth And strong healthy teeth A spot at the beach And romance that's really swell
All the saints and martyrs alike Well they would have called a national strike Demanded less pain More personal gain If only they'd known their rights
(Chorus:) Well I take it very personally Yeah, I got to know what's in it for me Ain't it grand? When you're livin' in a lala land
I've got my prayer cloth collection in a Jesus jar I've got the Holy Ghost ridin' in the back of my car Sometimes He gives a little tickle I go "hardee har har" Ain't it grand, when you're livin' in a lala land
My Jesus decal does quite a trick Right above my dashboard I stick it A good luck charm It keeps me from harm And saves me from speeding tickets
