So, you call yourself an artist with a little bit of flair
And you're gonna play the Garden
Up at Madison Square... okay, then...
Now you're in the money
360 divided: itty-bitty piece of pie (that's right)
Be careful what you're signing
If you can't afford the buyout... okay, then...
Well, it's kind of funny
Their dreams are shattering while your getting paid
So, why don't you shut up and listen?
For years the warning was coming your way
So high on the hog that you missed it
Gonna make a bit of money and gain some respect
But your nose is getting runny
You're gonna catch your death... to fallout...
Love expectancy, yes
So we got him in a panic, but you're kind of getting old
A depression kind of manic
Your record never went gold... still paying...
Oh, you're still paying now
Their dreams are shattering while your getting paid
So, why don't you shut up and listen?
For years the warning was coming your way
So high on the hog that you missed it
Hog tie the artist and we're gonna keep 'em on his heels
We've tried everything just to butter up the deal
Hog tied everything that you ever thought was real
We bleed for every bit and they give all this away for free
Their dreams are shattering while your getting paid
So, why don't you shut up and listen?
For years the warning was coming your way
So high on the hog that you missed it
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