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No One and a Half: Ode to the Slimey Hidden Hand of the Music Industry

by on Jan.28, 2008, under Articles, No One and a Half

Scribed by Jason Firestone.

Wedge your head into your ass
Make the grand novelty last
Spin the records, play the tapes
Then break them over your bloated face
Keeping your secretary on her knees under your desk
Have your cake and eat it too
And take the bigger half
And keep one foot inside your grave
I’ll write your epitaph
Your “next big thing” will be reduced to a shit stain

Five-fingered chokehold under a limp purple head
Semi-automatic stiff appendage overfed
Payola suitcase: one of many ways you get paid
Payola class hookers: the only way you get laid
Look around your gut, out the window, at the world
And pull your pants up
Look around, you cunt, step outside into the world
And pull your damn pants up

A suit, a tie, cigar
A contract to take my house
A lawyer to dick me over
And a briefcase to wave in front of my face
You’ve been caught with your pants down
Yet you continue to try and finish
Your conglomeration prevails and grows
Yet your masturbation fails and we know
Just pull your damn pants up
Cigars, money, head

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