I stormed off the set
Lit a cigarette
Headed straight for my trailer
I sent Celeste to get coffee
I only drink the best
And then she went and slammed the door to her tailer
Her her slayin’, blamin’ her agent, sayin’:
“One more minute working under these conditions
And there’s going to be a death.”
What a bitch!
She’s sayin’ leading lady was a hack
Not one of them can act
Everyone’s a jackass
And they’re running around backwards
So what do you call that?
I’m the only reason they bankrolled the film
Have you seen my receipts?
I’m a big deal
A big deal, for real
Pelling her face back
Revealing the savage
A dragon disguised as an actress
Feeding off the drama
You want drama?
I’m your man
Drama
I’m your man
Had a few breakdowns
Feeling kind of bad
Til they paid me a half a mil
Just to talk about rehab
A little complicated
Yes I’m medicated
Heavily medicated
Insane in the brain from being famous
And then she walks around saying
They want to get in her jeans
I put out a lot
See, see what I mean
It’s like
All the guys want to be me
Okay
All the girls want to do me
VIPs wish they knew me
So go ahead and sue me
Oh fucking hell
I’ve got a top lawyer and an ego made of armour
I’ll see you in court
It’ll make great drama
You want drama?
I’m your man
I met a holy man
A metaphysics teacher
He was deeper than Choprah
Biger than Oprah
As I was feeling generous,
I gave him some advice
I said
“No-one ever got a thing by trying to be nice.”
Really?
I said, “What about karma?”
I said, “Huh?”
Well, I said, “What about karma?”
I said, “Huh?”
I said, “What about-“
I said, “I heard you the first time.”
shit
I said, “What about karma, dharma, Dalai Lama, Hare Rama, Obama or Gandhi…”
What do you mean?
It’s just drama
You want drama?
I’m your man
Drama
I’m your man