I'm so vain. Most other religions complain. Don't they know I speak for God, And that no one's called the bunco squad About my reign? I'm so vain. Their Allah's no longer germane. There's no way he'll stand a chance Why he still lets his ladies belly dance, Which I disdain. New Orleans was for me a fascinating haze Of fascinating gays I despise, Some who would have tried to surprise Us born agains with love, A little push and shove So profane! That's not allowed in my domain. And they'll never try again To woo God-Money-Down-The-Drain, Or I'll raise Caine.
Music by Sam Coslow To 'Domestic Disasters' |