Lyrics

Picture yourself on the sinking Titanic
A self-made hole gushing water inside
You reach out your hands but there is no Kate Winslet
Just a SquareSpace rep with blood in his eyes

Big bags of cash colored silver and green
Delivered to your front door
All you must do is read the copy
but hold on…

Why don't you just read the copy?
What the &^$# is wrong with you Tony?
Your restaurant is bleeding money!