Sell Sell Sell Lyrics - Maroon - Barenaked Ladies

The credits roll, the camera pans 

And in the mist our hero stands 

He starts to speak, then folds his hands in prayer 

An awkward pause, then "What's my line?" 

There's nothing left to say this time 

And what would you say to a bad guy who's not there? 

In terms of Roman numerals, 

He's IV league with Roman Polanski 

He'd win an Oscar every time if he was only given the chance 

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He started on the Broadway stage 

A product of another age 

An offer and a pilot drew him west 

The series bombed, commercials came 

And though nobody knew his name 

They all recognized the potential he possessed 

Deodorants and dental floss 

And how much does that new car cost 

His acting most methodical in You Don't Need a Medical 

He's branded like a racing car, 

He's like a movie star without movies. 

The week of Independence Day 

The casting agent called to say 

Your smile could save our movie and the world 

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Buy buy buy buy 

Sell sell sell 

How well you learn 

To not discern 

Who's foe, and who is friend 

We'll own them all in the end 

It goes like this, we have no choice 

The minarets, the wailing voice 

And vaguely Celtic music fills the air 

We choose a foreigner to hate 

The new Iraq gets more irate 

We really know nothing about them, and no one cares 

Aladdin and the forty thieves 

Enhanced by brand new special effects 

Saddam and his cow disease spiced up 

With some gratuitous sex 

A movie's made, a war is won 

A low-speed chase, a smoking gun 

Distracts us while the actor takes the stand 

Buy buy buy buy 

Sell sell sell 

How well you learn 

To not discern 

Who's foe and who is friend 

We'll own them all in the end