Everyone Needs Some Oral

Oral Roberts was his name,
praisin' Jesus was his game.

When he wasn't dissing sin,
he let the spirit flow within.

He even wrote a bunch of books,
gave the devil, dirty looks.

Pumped the choir up to sing
"Hallelujah to the King!"

Herded all the wayward sheep,
prayed the Lord, their souls to keep

So if you feel you're goin' to hell
Oral said "God wants you, well".