Second Fiddle

The angels got together in the great throne room

Thought they'd pass some time by pickin' a tune

Michael on guitar, raphael on mandolin,

And gabe, he was the leader on the old violin

I think it was an elder said, "whatcha gonna play?

Amazing grace or how 'bout happy day.

The strings were all tuned and they were tappin' their feet

But just when they were ready to play the first beat

God walked in the room and a hush filled the air

Gabriel put down his bow and moved down to second chair

It's not a bill that's up to be voted on

It became a law when he wrote it in stone

Number one in the list of his big ten

When he came to earth he said it again

It's been the same way since the beginning of time

So don't be fooled into thinking that it's not a crime

He made it plain and clear it's not a rhyme or a riddle

God don't play second fiddle

I once knew a man that was climbin' the ladder

His portfolio was all that mattered

He made lots of cash didn't give much away

His very best friend was his cpa

A beautiful wife, two girls, and a boy

But his ira was his pride and joy

His own net worth became divine

At the alter of his bottom line

But then the market turned and his bank account ran dry

Betrayed by his money-god he just hung his head and cried

No compromise. No way that he'll concede.

If he's gonnna play at all

It's just got to be the lead

So let him play