Dear Tres Leches, how do you do?
We're gonna make you an offer and you cannot refuse
We're gonna get all the bands in town together for a festival
We're gonna get 'em all for one great price
Here's your cut, here you go
The Black Tones, two fifty
Bear Axe, two fifty
Guayaba, two fifty
Everybody's gonna get two fifty and
If you're from outta town you're outta luck
That gas money's gonna have to come from your two fifty
Tres Leches, two fifty
Everybody's gonna get two fifty!
Yes
"So what are they whining about anyways?
I really thought that two fifty was a great deal and ideally
Ideally they would be happy playing for free
I mean, what are we paying them for anyways, pluck a string here, play a beat there
I'm pretty sure that one over there doesn't even know what note he's playing
You know folks, I'm a nice guy and I really don't mean to be rude
I'm just saying what's on all of our minds
They're only musicians!"
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Here's your cut, here we go!
Los Blenders, two fifty
Idles, two fifty
Downtown Boys, two fifty
Everybody's gonna get two fifty and
If you say anything that could hurt our brand
That collateral damage is gonna have to come from your two fifty
Los Psycos, two fifty
Everybody's gonna get two fifty!
Yes
Music is a resource, music is a resource
They want to control it because we need it to survive
They know we'll still produce like the farmers grow our food
But if they stop, it'd all stop, it'd all come crumbling down
So kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick out the family
Kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick out the friends
Kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick out the family
Kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick out the family
Music is a resource, music is a resource
Music is a resource, music is a resource
Music is a resource, music is a resource
But if you're gonna go and mess with our livelihood
You bet that there'll be recourse
Here's your cut, here we go!
The Beatles, two fifty
Shakira, two fifty
So give us a little more sweat today, you're worth the god damn price we say
Everybody's gonna get two fifty and
If you're from outta town you're outta luck
Go fuck yourself, here's you're fifty
Tres Leches, two fifty
Everybody's gonna get two fifty!
And we take twenty percent merch!