Pinkard & Bowden Music Industry
They told me when they met me I was so far out
But when I tried to see them they just threw me out
And it took me awhile to figure out what's going on
Now I got an album done, it's in the can
Got a manager, an agent, and a P.R. man
And a publishing deal the envy of everyone
Whoa, whoa, oh drive my limo, fly my airplane
Here's my demo, please let me explain
What I do for a living, huh-huh
If you call it a living, uh-uh
Music Industry
That is what we are
No one plays for free
Everyone's a star
Sign the dotted line
Let's have lunch sometime
And we can lie to each other, huh-huh
While we call each other brother, uh-uh
Friend of mine got lucky, wrote a big hit song
But he can't find his money with a fine-toothed comb
Now he's starvin' to death, slowly losin' weight,
that's a real drag
But that won't happen to me 'cause I've got some clout
Got a CPA, a lawyer, and a mortgaged house
With a message machine, says This could be the year for
the big bucks
Whoa, whoa, whoa, the check is coming, they say it's in
the mail
Be there Wednesday, Thursday without fail
We can cash it together, uh-huh
Send the landlord a letter, uh-huh
Music Industry
That is what we are
No one plays for free
Everyone's a star
Sign the dotted line
Let's have lunch sometime
And we can lie to each other, huh-huh
While we call each other brother, uh-uh
Pap pap pap, pap pap pap, pap pap pap
(We don't need it, we don't need it)
Pap pap pap, pap pap pap, pap pap pap
Music Industry
That is what we are
No one plays for free
Everyone's a star
Sign the dotted line
Let's have lunch sometime
And we can lie to each other, huh-huh
While we call each other brother, uh-uh
