Dr. Luke: If He's a Doctor, Then Pete Hegseth Is the President of AA

 

Right Here Right Now

VERSE 1

Get your ass out of bed

You ain’t fucking dead

You just want to pretend

You’re at the contract’s end

I will sue your tired ass

If you don’t get your act

Together right this minute

This fight? You can’t win it

CHORUS

Right here! Right now!

Next show! Next town!

You were born for greatness!

So I won’t accept your lateness!

VERSE 2

Chug that can of Red Bull

Until your bladder’s full

Pop those bitter pills

They help pay the bills

Sign your autographs

Share a few horse laughs

They’re your fucking fans

Treat them like your clan

EXTENDED CHORUS 1

Right here! Right now!

Next show! Next town!

You were born for greatness!

So I won’t accept your lateness!

Right here! Right now!

All smiles! No frowns!

I won’t accept mediocrity!

Or this will end in tragedy!

VERSE 3

Do it for the exposure

As you find some closure

With your corporate deal

Your pie in the sky meal

You’re stretched so thin

It’s almost like a sin

How we treat our staff

It’s all just for a laugh

EXTENDED CHORUS 2

Right here! Right now!

Next show! Next town!

You were born for greatness!

So I won’t accept your lateness!

Right here! Right now!

Make me rich! Make me proud!

You can rest when you’re dead!

But you’ll still be in my debt!

Nike Nut Sack

CHORUS
You signed a contract, now you wear the clothes
You take a thousand selfies so everybody knows
Get hundred dollar bills shoved up your butt crack
Wearing Adidas jockstraps on your Nike nut sack

VERSE 1
Every man has his price and yours was pretty low
But you’re watching that cash exponentially grow
The puppet strings are wrapped around your throat
And it’s all in the name of an all-American C-note
You repeat what they say like they’re your opinions
When really you’re just another one of their minions
They own everything of yours, including your life
To sweeten this deal, they’re going to need your wife

CHORUS
You signed a contract, now you wear the clothes
You take a thousand selfies so everybody knows
Get hundred dollar bills shoved up your butt crack
Wearing Adidas jockstraps on your Nike nut sack

VERSE 2
Did you ever think to ask the million dollar question?
How many of these sins are funding federal elections?
How many of these kids worked themselves to death?
How many corporate executives will benefit in the end?
To ask these questions, you need a mind of your own
But you were too busy taking selfies with your phone
The hash tags are flying across the worldwide web
While the world’s pain is flying right over your head

CHORUS
You signed a contract, now you wear the clothes
You take a thousand selfies so everybody knows
Get hundred dollar bills shoved up your butt crack
Wearing Adidas jockstraps on your Nike nut sack

HOOK
Your friends got pissed off and they walked away
Your family wondered why you’d ever go astray
Your heart is broken, but don’t mind the noise
Because your palms are greased by the big boys

EXTENDED CHORUS
You signed a contract, now you wear the clothes
You take a thousand selfies so everybody knows
Get hundred dollar bills shoved up your butt crack
Wearing Adidas jockstraps on your Nike nut sack
Play basketball even though you’re not an athlete
Ride in limousines with party chicks named Ashley
Drink all the champagne and snort all the cocaine
When you’re all fucked up, you’re the one to blame