Liz Phair - Bollywood
I was trippin' lookin' at my portfolio
Wond'rin' how I was gonna make enough dough y'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
(Get it on -- get it on)
Hey, I got a proposition for ya--
How 'bout you let me keep my profits as a scorer?
Record sales are shrinking, I'm gettin' poorer--
I got a kid to feed, how 'bout you cut a deal with me?
Exec: 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 of Ursa Minor,
I reached my representative, who pulled out the
CON-TRACT
from the File Cabinet
(on microfiche!)
in the form of Tablets ...
MADE OF STONE
Then he said:
Let me see, it's here in my folder ...
Oh shit, 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 prob'ly could
(C-B-S has gotta R-E-S-P-E-C-T)
Exec: Liz, I'd love to help you out. But we have what we call Standards & Practices...
Standards & Practices Lawyer Scum: 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'tcha give me no phoney-baloney
This is not My first Pretty Pony
Don'tcha know you're fucking with me?
Oh, it's a bad day for the pool boy:
Come to clean, and discover you, boy,
Face down and feet turning blue, boy
Now your eyes are closed, you finally have the sight to see ...
It's ALL MINE.
Letras Liz Phair