Christian Life Lyrics & Chords By Ben Folds

Everyone sells stuff they don't believe in
Movie actors do it all the time
Guys with cases full of useless health drinks
In politics they quote statistics full of lies

Bill can see he's not the worst of the offenders
It's not like his job causes actual harm
He shares his cake and kindness to old ladies
Getting by with platitudes and charm

It's just a job, it's just a job
Too late to change it
Put in the hours, bring home the pay
Watching sports on Sunday after the service
He no longer worries about judgment day

But he's sure there's no one else inside his workplace
If he were here, he left some time ago
Some Sundays Bill just waffles on and on about grace
Avoid the subject of what's down below

It's just a job, it's just a job
Too late to change it
Put in the hours, bring home the pay
Watching sports on Sunday after the service
He no longer worries about judgment day

It's not like there was this one flash of insight
Now how come if there's a god we get Darfur?
It was just a gradual dimming of that bright light
The realization Christ works best as a metaphor

It's just a job, it's just a job
Too late to change it
Put in the hours, take home the pay
Watching sports on Sunday after the service
He no longer worries about judgment day