I was born in the congo
I walked to the fertile crescent and built
	the sphinx
I designed a pyramid so tough that a star
	that only glows every one hundred years falls
	into the center giving divine perfect light
I am bad

I sat on the throne
	drinking nectar with allah
I got hot and sent an ice age to europe
	to cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is nefertiti
	the tears from my birth pains
	created the nile
I am a beautiful woman

I gazed on the forest and burned
	out the sahara desert
	with a packet of goat's meat
	and a change of clothes
I crossed it in two hours
I am a gazelle so swift
	so swift you can't catch me

	For a birthday present when he was three
I gave my son hannibal an elephant
	He gave me rome for mother's day
My strength flows ever on

My son noah built new/ark and
I stood proudly at the helm
	as we sailed on a soft summer day

I turned myself into myself and was
	jesus
	men intone my loving name

	All praises All praises
I am the one who would save

I sowed diamonds in my back yard
My bowels deliver uranium
	the filings from my fingernails are
	semi-precious jewels
	On a trip north
I caught a cold and blew
My nose giving oil to the arab world
I am so hip even my errors are correct
I sailed west to reach east and had to round off
	the earth as I went
	The hair from my head thinned and gold was
	laid across three continents

I am so perfect so divine so ethereal so surreal
I cannot be comprehended
	except by my permission

I mean . . . I . . . can fly
	like a bird in the sky . . .