It's kind of funny in its own little way
The words that you sing and the music you play
Is all a far cry from my company
But you are happy to sell me your integrity
The Mrs. needs a new swimming pool
It's important to make the neighborhood drool
Social status is everything
Repeat after me: Mammon is King
I got the rights to you
There's nothing you can do
I got the rights to you
Rights to you, rights to you, rights to you
I got the rights to you
Can't take a piss without a written permission
Pay the price for some recognition
To step out of line is no stroll in the park
That pretty little smile is a registered trademark
Your butt is mine until you grow old
The dotted line says you'll do as you're told
Sit! Stand! Bark! Moo like a cow
Rollover! Bend over! You're my product now
I got the rights to you
There's nothing you can do
I got the rights to you
Rights to you, rights to you, rights to you
I got the rights to you
I own the rights to you
There's nothing you can do
You're just a pair of jeans
Singing lame evergreens
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