Lyrics
I'd rape wimps for creative control
I'd give up sex for creative control
Creative control, creative control, creative control
Creative control, creative control, creative control
Creative control, creative control, creative control
Creative control, creative control
I'd trade puss for creative control
I'd cut off my dick for creative control
Fuck the cat into the floor
Make it a rug for shit house door
Fuck this industry lockout
It's an all-fucking-media lockout
Creative control, creative control, creative control
Creative control, creative control, creative control
Creative control, creative control, creative control
Creative control, creative control
And I feel so uptight
I'd cross the seven seas
Join the French and Marines
Contract a horrible disease
And in the same breeze, I'd fuck it
