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Hey Boss
Hamell on Trial
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Hey boss, I ain't been in weeks
Hey boss, shut up and let me speak
Hey boss, I act like it is treason
And hey boss, you know I got my reasons
Well I got on the computer
The walls began to drip
The keyboard melted in my hands
I wrote a movie script
Ten days straight it was tastier than Jaws
It was wetter than Angelina Jolie's commercial as Santa Claus
Titled "Tits and Money" was a potential smash
I flew to Hollywood, identity theft for cash
I'd tell my story to anyone that would listen
And I crashed first class next to Melanie Griffith
Who knew a producer and we made a date
And we partied till the morning
I was weavin' at the gate
And I entered the foyer, a party was ensuing
It was a co-lugular orgy that was sucking and screwing
And I gave my pitch, I read it from the gut
To some producer buried in a starless butt
Now hey boss, get off my freakin' back
Hey boss, your breath is like a silicone sack
Hey boss, what is all the fuss
Hey boss, your brain is filled with pus
Down Santa Monica in his diamond flake Benz
Had a meeting with his Russian mafia friends
Who funded us money, we hadn't driven far
That producer stole my revenue
And I was ejected from the car
I hit the Wal-Mart on Hollywood and Vine
I purchased a .357 and a TEC-9
Well, smelt behind his desk in his studio glory
That producer was doing the Rush Limbaugh story
I put three bullets in Rush and I silenced his mouth
Took his lower intestines out of his ass and I pulled south
And I hung the buyer's organs out the window in the breeze
Took back to hit mine, I must say that I was pleased
Well hey boss, are you loving this tale?
Hey boss, because you look a little pale
You might wonder what's my political affiliation
Well I consider it to be one of extreme moderation
I love to ride up Pennsylvania Ave and see the right
With all their heads mounted on poles
And I like 'em at the same height
I'm a Libra, I need that balance
The producer was in terror and so I planned it
That movie got made but all the critics panned it
But the people smoke and when it's out on DVD
It was a best seller and hey, you know all them profits go to me
The movie business is desperate and twisted
And I'm returning home, an option I'd resisted
With all my money, well I'm not retiring
I bought the business, well you work your sad ass, I'll be firing
Now hey boss, you're out on the street
Hey boss, you're a dullard and you cheat
Hey boss, ah the comic wheel runs round
Hey boss, oh in life that's all I've found
Hey boss
Hey boss
Hey boss
Hey boss
Hey boss
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