"Velma's Revenge" lyrics - KRISTIN CHENOWETH

"Velma's Revenge"

Oh, my God
That snake that sings
He's a puppet
But I hold the purse and the strings

God, I knew Negro Day would bring chaos and change
Now, he's pushing this pinko who might give us all mange

She's a blemish, a blackhead
That must be expelled
There are standards of beauty
That must be upheld
You can say I'm a bigot
But it just isn't true
Look, I love Sammy Davis
And he's black, and a jew

But they'd better get set
For a full-out assault
They should never have boiled Miss Baltimore Crabs