Strike this little pose: chin up in the air, lips together tightly, nostrils in a flare,
Now look like you care...ooh, very nice.
Practice in the mirror, brushing back a tear, very sincere,
A promising career could begin right here at home if you've got that smug, that smug.
Hey mama, hey mama, look at what your little babies all have become,
Hey mama, hey mama, don't it ever make you wish you'd been a nun?
Vain and fickle, were we weaned on a pickle? Is it in our blood?
Rome is burning, we're here turning smug.
Strike another pose; power politics,
Swallow their conventions, get your power fix,
We love to mud wrestle, we love to be politically Koresh-ed,
Practice that smug, pose it like a man,
One part Master Limbaugh, two parts Madame Streisand,
Now pretend you're in a band.
My, my, we're looking smug, very, very, very, very...
Hey mama, hey mama, look at what your little babies all have become,
Hey mama, hey mama, don't it ever make you wish you'd been a nun?
Vain and fickle, were we weaned on a pickle? Is it in our blood?
Rome is burning, we're here turning smug.
All you smug-starved millions in the thick of the search, welcome to our church,
Whatcha wanna solve? - We can help you evolve from merely self-righteous to perfectly smug,
Strike the proud pose of our country-club brethren,
Friendly as a tomb, fragrant as the bottom of a locker-room broom,
Now what's the matter?
Hey, get off your knees, that part don't come 'til later...God will not be pleased.
Hey mama, hey mama, look at what your little babies all have become,
Hey mama, hey mama, don't it ever make you wish you'd been a nun?
Vain and fickle, were we weaned on a pickle? Is it in our blood?
Rome is burning, we're here turning smug,
Hey mama, hey mama, look at what your little babies all have become,
Hey mama, hey mama, don't it ever make you wish you'd been a nun?
Vain and fickle, were we weaned on a pickle? Is it in our blood?
Rome is burning, we're here turning...
Rome is cooking...my, we're looking smug.
(I wanna talk to them about smug people, they think they're so good. They ain't good. No, the ain't good at all, I'll tell you why. You wanna be good man, you look at me. I'm gonna talk to you about mercy 'cause I got it, I'm gonna talk to you about righteousness 'cause I got it. I'm good. I'm humble. I'm better than you. You wanna be a humble man? You look at me and say, "Brother how can I be humble?" I don't know how you can be humble; it took me a long time to get this way, but thank God I've arrived. Let's pray.)
