Banking on a Myth

There's one guy I'd like to thank He signs the checks and leaves them blank, he's the one He says you don't have to walk a plank The game is rigged, go fig your slide show Tanked and your flagship sank, so We're taking all our myths to the bank So just don't, don't forget who to thank Cause we're taking our, our myths to the We're drinking a fifth to the We're taking all our myths to the bank, oh no If you could just do him this favor Although it might involve child labor Join his entourage, give him a foot massage From Star Search to the Philharmonic He'll get you there with Hooked on Phonics He's the one to know, doesn't matter if you blow, no, no, no, no In fact it's just the thing, he thinks we're needing It's a lukewarm liquid diet, they're force feeding When the words we use have lost their bite Now they hit you like an imaginary pillow fight But it's all right, yeah cause you're inside and you're in tight Deals in commodities of the abstract sort Buys them in bulk but then he sells it short Talent, genius, love even signs of affection He floods the market there's no price protection And when his master plan is unfurled, there stands A handsome bid on the weather systems of the world