Rantings and Ravings

To play the part of God
We recruited Christian Slater
Because he was available
And for the part of Mary
We chose you
Because of your vindictive wit
It wasn’t very long before we figured out that
You weren’t playing that part
As much as hating the way we made you feel
And you tied your tongue to your teeth
Breathed fire and fuel
Lit mouth and yellow flame
And we wished we’d never met you
But instead talked about your charisma