Poor Man’s God lyrics

[Verse 1]
He’s the poor man’s god
(Poor man's god)
With a wicked grin
(Wicked grin)
There’s an ace up his sleeve and he’s playing to win
He’s the devious patron of sin

[Verse 2]
Ain’t no lie like the truth when he twists it
Ain’t no life like the life hedonistic
Equal in measure of pleasure and pain
You know his name

[Chorus]
Say your prayers
You know the play is fair
The world’s a stage for cunning Guile
Joyous misery
Delightful trickery’s
The game for cunning Guile

[Verse 3]
He’s a wolf in black sheep clothes
He’s the lord of wealth and woe
Spare a copper for the old showstopper
Hail the god of the plunderous pauper
[Verse 4]
He’s your man when the chips are down
Furtive fiend of God Town
Quip-quick with a wit like a whip
He’s the captain of the whole damn ship

[Chorus]
Say your prayers
You know the play is fair
The world’s a stage for cunning Guile
Joyous misery
Delightful trickery’s
The game for cunning Guile