Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Tim Rice
From the soundtrack "The Road To El Dorado"

I hardly think I'm qualified [bad word] across all sanctified
I just don't cut it with the [bad word] There again they're on their knees
Being worshipped is a breeze
Which rather suits us in the interim

It's tough to be a God
Tread where mortals have not trod
Be deified when really you're a sham
Be an object of devotion
Be the subject of psalms
It's a rather touching notion
All those prayers and those salaams
And who am I to bridle if I'm forced to be an idol
If they say that I'm a God, that's what I am

What's more, if we [bad word] With the locals' wishes
I can see us being sacrificed or stuffed
So let's be Gods, the perks are great
El Dorado on a plate
Local feelings should not be rebuffed

It's tough to be a God
But if you get the people's nod
Count your blessings, keep them sweet, that's our advice
Be a symbol of perfection
Be a legend, be a cult
Take their praise, take a collection
As the multitudes exalt
Don a supernatural habit
We'd be crazy not to grab it
So sign up two new Gods for paradise
Paradise