my god is fame
my god is fame
i shall not rest
‘til the world regards me
as the very best
not content
to badmouth my rivals
i seek to eliminate
their chance for survival
my publicity stunts
are beyond outrageous
my penchant for perversity
most find contagious
yea, though some folks are jealous
and seek my death
i’ll relish my time in the spotlight
‘til my very last breath
~ Try chanting this to the rhythm of 'The Lord's Prayer,' Psalm 23 ~
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