Got It Made Lyrics

Big party for a little man

Doing everything that he can

To fill the void inside of his heart

To keep himself from falling apart

Doing drugs to fit in

Justifying every sin

Jesus knocks but you won't let him in

Too busy watching the room spin

So you think you've got it made

You think you're in control

But without Jesus in your heart

Hell will get your soul

Little Tommy lives his life in a haze

Getting ripped 10 different ways

Never taking time to give God praise

Tommy's mother says it's only a phase

Little Tommy is not unique, no no

His party habit is a common technique

His God is a needle and brew

And the funeral well that's phase two

Think you've got it made, Think you've got it made

Think you've got it made, Think you've got it made

Think you've got it made, Think you've got it made

Think you've got it made in the shade

Think you've got it made, Think you've got it made

Think you've got it made, Think you've got it made

Think you've got it made, Think you've got it made

Think you've got it made in the shade

Ask yourself the question

Where will you be, where will you spend eternity

Ask yourself the question

Where will you be