“I just didn’t feel welcome in a traditional church, You know, the stuffy cowboys for Christ church, With latte’ splatters on my alligator shoes And ink stains on my computer-worn fingers
“Here I’m welcome to keep my green eyeshade on Because Jesus loves everyone, even CPAs It’s like the old times when at night accountants Swapped stories around the expresso machine
“There’s just something real plain and honest here, Praisin’ that Great Auditor in the Sky.”