The Rights To You

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 whole 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, you, you

Rights to you, rights to you, rights to you

I've 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, you, you

Rights to you, rights to you, rights to you

I've 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

I got the rights to you

There's nothing you can do

I got the rights to you, you, you

I got the rights to you

There's nothing you can do

I got the rights to you, you, you

Rights to you, rights to you, rights to you

I've got the rights to you