Steve Taylor - Smug lyrics

Strike this little pose Chin up in the air Lips together tightly Nostrils in a flare Now look like you care 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... CHORUS Hey mama hey mama lookee 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 Koreshed Practice that smug Post 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 (CHORUS) 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... (CHORUS) (CHORUS) Rome is cooking My, we're looking smug