I wanna tell the people of
Whatever this town's called
I know what’s going on here
And frankly, I'm appalled
I read three quarters of a news story
And knew I had to come
And unless I'm doing The Miracle Worker
I’m won't play blind, deaf and dumb
Listen, you bigoted monsters
Just who do you think you are?
Your prejudice and your oppression
Won't get past this Broadway star
Stealing the rights of a girl
Who is an LGBQ-Teen
I've been far too angry to google what those letters mean
But it's not about me
It's about poor
Emma
Emma, for can't you see
The ordeal she's been dealt
So hear my plea
Or here’s your next dilemma
How do you silence a woman who’s known for her belt?
Sing it, Eleanor!
Her belt
But it's not about me
Get them out of here! Now!
Go on then, threaten to riot
It won’t phase me in the least
I understand furious townfolk
I did Beauty and The Beast
I'm no stranger to slander
So my dear, you're not alone
The Post once said
I was too old to play Eva Perón
Eva Perón!
But it is not about me
It's Emma’s story, damn it
Equality
Should be this country's norm
Not Photography
Unless you Instagram it
Use #DeeTakesLocalYokelsByStorm
But it's not about
I didn't come here to make a scene
But I know how Emma's heart aches
And this is how actors intervene
Through fiery songs and dance breaks
But it's not about me
Although I'm rich and famous
Publicity is not my final goal
You needn't be backwoods ignoramus
Join me and we'll start fighting
Could I get softer lighting?
Wait, this is not about me
This is not about
Wait what is happening?
This is not about her
This is not about
This is all about Emma
And not about
Me
