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 rests
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 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 lala land

I've got my paper 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 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