♪I hardly think I'm qualified. To come across all sanctified. I just don't cut it with the cherubim.♪
Tulio, what are you talking about? ♪There again, they're on their knees. Being worshipped is a breeze. Which rather suits us in. The interim.♪
♪Interim, interim, it's me and him.♪ Oh, my God!
♪It's tough to be a god!♪
♪Tread where mortals have not trod. Be deified when really you're a sham!♪
♪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 don't comply, with the locals' wishes, I can see us being sacrificed. Or stuffed.♪
You have a point there. Very good thinking. ♪So let's be gods! The perks are great!♪
Yeah!
♪El Dorado on our plates.♪
Thank you.
♪Local feelings should not be rebuffed.♪
♪Never rebuffed. I never rebuff a local feeling. No, my friend.♪
♪It's tough to be a god! But if you get the people's nod! Count your blessings! Yeah, keep 'em sweet! That's our advice!♪
It's great 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!♪
You got it!
♪So sign on two new gods for paradise! Paradise!♪
[they both tap their cups, then Chief dances with the group, then Altivo dances, laying down on the ground, fade to black]