LORD: When I'm feeling down Worried about every little thing I take a look around, And this is what I say... DEVIL: Uh-oh. LORD: Relax, enjoy yourself It's all just a glorious game There're fruit trees growin' in an open field And wild roses bloomin' down a country lane Look around old chum Slow it down old chum or you never will succeed You never will succeed DEVIL: Oh, no! Look, I, I.... LORD: Relax, enjoy yourself It's all just a wonderful game There are rivers, and forests And mountains high There's the deep green ocean And the pale blue sky Let it go and then, you will know, old friend That you never will succeed You never will succeed ANGEL CHILD: It must be very trying to be bad all the time Vicious and cruel and mean When there's so much beauty All around us to be seen And so very little time in which to see it all And feel it all So little time Perhaps when you were little No one held you in their arms And told you that they loved you very much Perhaps you were embittered By your fall from grace DEVIL: How long have you been dead? ANGEL CHILD: Two months. DEVIL: Do you miss your friends? ANGEL CHILD: Yes, I miss them, I've tried to make friends here, but it's hard DEVIL: You were a good girl Cut down in your prime? ANGEL CHILD: Yes. DEVIL: The man who shot you in the head In that Burger King in Tucson Well, he never will be punished, you know He will move to Big Pine, California Become the richest man in Inyo County While that may not be much, it's enough When he dies Sixty-five years from today With his loved ones all around him He'll be whisked right up to heaven He won't pa** go or have to wait He'll just march right through the Goddamned gate And why, you may ask yourself why For thousands and thousands of years I have asked myself why LORD: Faith. Contrition. Sincere contrition. Confession. Sincere confession. ANGELS: Yes, Lord! Yes, Lord! LORD: Redemption. Absolution. Those who seek Me shall find Me In the case of this man, Predestination. My ways are mysterious Sometimes even to myself My ways are mysterious DEVIL: Relax, old chum, relax It's only a glorious game that we're playing And in a few more years When I move up here Things will never be the same! Same! (Give it to me!) Same! (Give it to me!) Thank you. Same!