[Tip: For the musical accompaniment, hit the little play button directly below and start singing.]
Michael Eisner, Jersey Shore, Wipeout, NBC
Doing lunch, rhinoplasty, Reality TV
Ageism, sexism, any kind of other "ism"
405, 101, traffic everywhere
Cocaine, lotsa pot, Grey Goose and Zoloft,
Uppers, downers, in-and-outers, drugs are candy here
Marmaduke, Pluto Nash, Speed Racer, Heaven's Gate
Bombing on the silver screen. How do they get lit green?
I can't stand it in Hollywood
It's an awful cesspool
And it's worse than high school
I'll never make it in Hollywood
Cause my boobs are too small
And Ari won't take my call
Nikki Finke, Variety, THR and Defamer
Information everywhere, only some of it is true
Sucking up, kissing ass, playing nice, what a gas
So much to do to get ahead, I never studied this
South Beach diet, tae bo, no more carbs, throw out the dough
Anything to lose ten pounds. Is my ass looking fat?
YouTube skits. Please watch me. My mom says I am funny.
I need an agent can't you tell. Currently I am in hell.
I can't stand it in Hollywood
It's an awful cesspool
And it's worse than high school
I'll never make it in Hollywood
Cause my boobs are too small
And Ari won't take my call
The Death Star, Radford, Culver City, Burbank
Scenic as a truck stop south of Joliet
Remakes, re-releases, prequels, sequels
MBAs run this town, creativity is lost
Tax incentives, merchandise it, product placements subsidize it
Runaway production, Vancouver here I come.
Black List, Brown List, please hit me with your fist
I'm just kidding no I'm not. What'd I say? I forgot.
I can't stand it in Hollywood
It's an awful cesspool
And it's worse than high school
I'll never make it in Hollywood
Cause my boobs are too small
And Ari won't take my call
Call me Jules or Apple One, sitting home it is no fun
Rent is due, I have no food, unemployment's running out
Ten bucks an hour is my rate, uh oh, shit, I'm running late
No insurance, no overtime, I'm so poor it is a crime
Nepotism, Cronyism. Oh no a few more "isms"
I can't get hired for a job, I start to think I am a slob
I can't stand it in Hollywood
It's an awful cesspool
And it's worse than high school
I'll never make it in Hollywood
Cause my boobs are too small
And Ari won't take my call
First position, Overall, Honey Wagon, Rolling Calls
Pidgin English makes more sense than our gibberish
Entourage, Tilda, Fake it till you Make it
We write shows about ourselves, then tell you to watch
ICM, CAA, Paradigm and UTA
Managers, agencies, they all seem like pricks to me
So much is wrong with Hollywood. One day soon I'll leave for good.
Will this song end? Please be soon? I've been writing it since half past noon!
1 comment:
is the phone ringing off the hook yet? any offers? or fires?
love
c
ps BRILLIANT...as always!
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