Mark Englander - Want Fame? (#MeToo) Lyrics

It shouldn't've been this easy to get her to undress
The stained casting couch sags, tired springs groan
Three thin lines of white powder, a razor blade
Prince crooning in a loop "Purple Rain"

She'll get a small speaking part, two lines at best
Then a one-way ticket to Doha
Crash course in Russian - "kak diela?"
Five years earlier she danced at the Bolshoi
Minks and diamonds from the oligarchs
A sprained ankle
A pink slip in the mail
Back to Idaho

They come and go, faces all a-blur
Green hilights in hair, glossy-lipped
Nipples pierced
Nail polish on toes
Tats on the hip
Hope springs eternal, greed never sleeps
(With your lovely face -)
"Fame and fortune
(And your bubbly personality-)
Sure's within your grasp!"
"Hmm... nice and firm... 32C..?"

Truly, Jolene, you really thought it was a myth?
What did you think cheerleading was all about?
You shook and flashed it in everybody's faces
No, I don't mean 'your mind'!
Surely you learned early on, my dear
Your young and firm ass was legal tender
Peddle it while it sells
But don't cry in my beer
Let's dance while the band plays on