The credits roll
The camera pans
And in the mist
Our hero stands
He starts to speak
Then folds his
Hands in prayer
An awkward pause
Then what's my line
There's nothing left
To say this time
And what would you say
To a bad guy
Who's not there
In terms of roman numerals
He's ivy league
With Roman Polanski
He'd win an Oscar everytime
If he was only
Given a chance-ski
He started on
A broadway stage
A product of another age
An offer and a
Pilot drew him west
The series bombed
Commercials came
And though nobody
Knew his name
They all recognized
The potential he possessed
Deoderants and dental floss
And how much does
That new car cost
His acting was methodical
In You Don't Need A Medical
He's branded like a racing car
He's like a movie star
Without movies
The week of
Independance day
The casting agent
Called to say
Your smile could save
Our movie and the world
Buy Buy Buy Buy
Sell Sell Sell
How well you learn
To not discern
Who's foe and who is friend
We'll own them all in the end
It goes like this
We have no choice
The minarets
The wailing voice
And vaguely Celtic
Music fills the air
We choose a
Foreigner to hate
The new lraq
Gets more irate
We really know nothing
About them and no one cares
Aladdin and the forty theives
Enhanced by brand
New special effects
Saddam and his cow
Disease spiced up
With some gratuitous sex
A movie's made
A war is won
A low-speed chase
A smoking gun
Distracts us while
The actor takes the stand
Buy Buy Buy Buy
Sell Sell Sell
How well you learn
To not discern
Who's foe and who is Friend
We'll own them all
In the end