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