Bollywood

I was trippin' lookin' at my portfolio

Wonderin' how I was gonna make enough dough you know

Called up a friend who wrote for 'One Tree Hill' and 'Jericho'

He had a job for me and check it with a four-letter company

Hey I got a proposition for you

How 'bout you let me keep my profits as a scorer

Record sales are shrinkin' I'm gettin' poorer

I got a kid to feed how 'bout you cut a deal with me

Ha hey look Liz we see you as a commodity

We've been with you since day one and that's an oddity

And after a series of phone calls to the great publishing houses

O Ursa Minor I reached my representative who pulled out the

From the File Cabinet

In the form of tablets made of stone

Then he said

Let me see it's here in my folder

Oh sh*t you're twenty years older

Still hot but gettin' a lot colder

And you wanna cut a what with me

Lemme tell you how it's done here in the Hollywood

Maybe you was thinkin' you was in the Bollywood

If I wanna break the rule you know I probably could

Liz I'd love to help you out

But we have what we call Standards & Practices

In legal terms we're referring to this as a recoupable interest

In an artist's compositions on vinyl plastic digital

And all transmittable airwaves for a period

Of no less than six or nine years in all territories of the Earth

The solar system and the known universe

And I replied

Listen here my dear little Roni

Don't you give me no phoney-baloney

This is not 'My First Pretty Pony'

Don't you know you're f**kin' with me

Oh it's a bad day for the pool boy

Come to clean and discover you boy

Face down and feet turnin' blue boy

Now your eyes are closed you finally have the sight to see

It's all mine

It's all mine

It's all mine

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