I ain't namin' names
But I sense that some pride remains
And I do not want to exclude myself
But I had to take a look
In the light of God's own Book
So see if this sin ain't yours as well

Do you hail the gifted ones
And the others do you shun?
Do you speak to only those you chose?
Well, God's love, it has no bounds
Has no ups, and it has no downs
Goes out to those who win and to those who lose

Now, clubs and cliques, they choose and pick
And they make their interviews
Screen the undesirables
And turn down clowns and fools
But Jesus died for sinners
Losers and winners
Yes, it's proven by His love for me and you

Do you give the highest place
To someone 'cause you like his face
And turn aside those you deem less than yourself?
Well, love that is natural
Can be less than satisfactual
For we all are one, no less than anyone else

Now, clubs and cliques, they choose and pick
And they make their interviews
Screen the undesirables
And turn down clowns and fools
But Jesus died for sinners
Losers and winners
Yes, it's proven by His love for me and you