Words by Matthew Margolin (cc)
Music by Queen
Is this the fantasy
Is this the real life
Caught in a credit crunch
No escape from reality
Open your eyes look up the screen and see
That slide really sucks, it gets no sympathy
Despite being easy come easy go
Way too high, never low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to you
To you
Oh mama, the company's growing
Put a slideshow up on site
Hit return and now it's shite
Too late everybody, I thought we'd just begun
but now we've grown too fast
and now the board wants us to hit the Street.
Sure, I want you to die,
but it's as if I wished our employees had never been born at all.
Carry on, carry on, as if none of them didn't matter.
Too late everybody, the board's got out
they think we grow by too much
not to go public right now
The road show starts next week
Carry on, carry on
[solo]
I see a little stiletto of a man
he's not even paying attention to my preso
ATM and 10-Q's
very, very frightening
me!
I'm just a rich boy from a rich family
He's just a rich boy from a rich family
Spare him his life from this terrible deal
Upside down hockey stick
Opened kimono makes me sick
Will you let me go?
Sumner Redstone!
Sumner Redstone!
Tragifico, oh, oh, ohhhh
Ben Stiller!
We will not let you go.
Ben Stiller!
Easy come; easy go will you let me go?
Will not let you go.
Will not let you go.
Will not let you go.
Beelzebub has a devil set aside for you
for you
for you!
[rock]
So you think you go public and don't have to pay?
So you think we would let you not grow twenty percent quarter over quarter?
Baby, you're not leaving here, baby
Not gonna get out, not gonna get right of here.
It all really matters
Nobody can see
It all really matters; it all really matters to you
Any way the wind blows...