CONTROVERSY, n: A battle in which spittle and ink replace the injurious
cannonball and the inconsiderate bayonet.
 
INCOMPATIBILITY, n: In marriage, a likeness of tastes, particularly the taste
for domination.
 
COURTESY, n:  The most acceptable hypocrisy.
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       Let us worship Aphrodite,
       Though we hear she's rather flighty
       Still she looks great in a nightie
       And that's good enough for me.
    
       We will pray to Father Zeus
       In his temple we'll hang loose
       Eating roast beef au jus,
       And that's good enough for me.
    
       Let us worship like the Druids
       Drinking strange fermented fluids
       Running naked through the wo-ods,
       And that's good enough for me.
    
       My roommate worships Buddha.
       There is no idol cuter.
       Comes in copper, bronze, and pewter,
       And that's good enough for me.
 
       We will worship Sun Myung Moon
       Though we know he is a goon.
       All our money he'll have soon.
       And that's good enough for me.
    
       We will go down to the temple,
       Sit on mats woven of hemp(le),
       Try to set a good exemple [sic],
       And that's good enough for me.
    
       We will finally pray to Jesus,
       From our sins we hope he frees us,
       Eternal life he guarantees us,
       And that's good enough for me.
    
       Let us pray to Zarathustra
       Let us pray just like we useta
       I'm a Zarathustra boosta
       It's good enough for me.
    
       Let us pray like the Egyptians
       Build pyramids to put our crypts in
       Fill our subways with inscriptions
       It's good enough for me.
   
      If it's good enough for Dagon
      That conservative old pagan
      Who still votes for Ronald Reagan
      It's good enough for me
 
      We will have a mighty orgy,
      In the honor of Astarte
      It will be one helluva party
      And it's good enough for me.
   
      We will sacrifice to Yuggoth
      Carve the signs of Azathoth
      Burn a candle for Yog-Sothoth
      And the Goat with a thousand young.
   
      We will all be saved by Mithras
      We will all be saved by Mithras
      Slay the bull and play the zithras
      On that resurrection day.
   
      We will all bow down to Enlil
      We will all bow down to Enlil
      Pass your cup and get a refill
      With bold Gilgamesh the brave.
   
      It was good enough for Loki
      It was good enough for Loki
      He thinks Thor's a little hokey
      And he's good enough for me.
   
      We will all go to Nirvana
      So be sure to mind your manners
      Make a left turn at Savannah
      And we'll see the Promised Land.
   
      It was good for old Jehovah
      He had a son who was a nova
      Hey there, Mithras move on ova'
      A new resurrection day.
   
      Where's the gong gang? I can't find it
      I think Northwoods is behind it
      For they've always been cymbal minded
      Yet they're good enough for me.
   
      I hear Valkyries a-comin
      In the air their song is coming
      They forgot the words they're humming
      Yet they're good enough for me.
 
   There are people into voodoo
      Africa has raised a whoodo
      Just one little doll will do you
      And it's good enough for me.
   
      It was good for Thor and Odin
      Grab an axe and get your woad on
      Till the Giants went and rode in
      And it's good enough for me.
   
      If your rising sign is Aries
      You'll be taken by the faeries
      Meet the Buddha in Benares
      Where he'll hit you with a pie.
   
      There will be a lot of lovin'
      When we're gathered in our coven.
      Quit your pushin' and your shovin'
      So there'll be room enough for me.
   
      There are followers of Conan.
      And you'll never hear 'em groaning
      Followed Crom up to his throne(in)
      And it's good enough for me
   
      It could be that you're a Parsi.
      It could be that you're a Parsi.
      Walk on by her; you'll get in free
      And you're good enough for me.
   
      Azathoth is in his Chaos.
      Azathoth is in his Chaos.
      Now if only he don't sway us,
      Then that's good enough for me.
   
      Just like Carlos Casteneda,
      Just like Carlos Casteneda,
      It'll get you sooner or later
      And it's good enough for me.
   
      We will venerate Bubastes.
      We will venerate Bubastes.
      If you like us then just ask us,
      And that's good enough for me.
   
      We will all sing Hari Krishna.
       We will all sing Hari Krishna.
      It's not mentioned in the mishna
      But that's good enough for me.
   
      We will read from the Cabala.
      Quote the Tree of Life mandala
      It won't get you in Valhalla,
      Yet it's good enough for me.
   
      If you think that you'll be sa-ved,
      If you think that you'll be sa-ved,
      If you follow Mogan David,
      You're not good enough for me.
   
      It's the opera written for us.
      We will all join in the chorus.
      It's the opera about Boris
      Which is Godunov for me.
   
      There is room enough in Hades
      For lots of criminals and shadies
      And disreputable ladies,
      And they're good enough for me.
 
      To the tune of Handel's "Largo"
      We will hymn the gods of cargo
      'Til they slap on an embargo
      And that's good enough for me.
   
      Praise to Popocatapetl
      Just a tiny cigarette'll
      put him in terrific fettle
      so he's good enough for me.
   
      We will drive up to Valhalla
      riding Beetles, not Impalas
      singing "Deutschland Uber Alles"
      and that's good enough for me.
   
      We will all bow to Hephaestus
      As a blacksmith he will test us
      'cause his balls are pure asbestos
      so he's good enough for me.
   
      We will sing of Iluvatur,
      Who sent the Valar 'cross the water
      To lead Morgoth to the slaughter
      And that's just fine with me.
   
      We will sing of Foul the Render,
      Who's got Drool Rockworm on a bender
      In his cave in Kiril Threndor_
      They're both too much for me.
   
      We will sing the Jug of Issek,
      And of Fafhrd his chief mystic,
      Though to thieving Mouser will stick,
      That's still good enough for me.
   
   
      Of Lord Shardik you must beware;
      To please him you must swear;
      'Cause enraged he's a real Bear,
      And that's good enough for me.
   
      You can dance and wave the thyrsos
      And sing lots of rowdy verses
      Till the neighbors holler curses,
      And that's good enough for me.
   
      Let us celebrate Jehovah
      Who created us \ab/ \ova/
      He'll be on tonight on Nova
      'cause he's good enough for me.
   
      Montezuma used to start out
      He would rip a certain part out
      You would really eat your heart out
      And he's good enough for me.
   
      We will go to worship Zeus
      Though his morals are quite loose
      He gave Leda quite a goose
      And he's good enough for me.
   
      It was good enough for Loki
      For he is the god of Chaos
      And this verse doesn't even rhyme, or scan.
      Fuck you! It's good enough for me.
   
      Let us sing to old Discordia
      'Cause it's sure she's never bored ya
      And if she's good enough for ya