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  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 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
Na  na  na  na  na  na  na  na