Joey's in the bathroom feeling kind of woozy Wondering if he'll ever make another shitty movie Writers all alike in extreme dislike Critically ashamed he should have set it on the post step He's looking at his life, he's checking it twice Wondering what it's worth His insurance has a million And he says can he kill me, he'd give half to her Don't be fooled by him He's not really dead Don't be fooled by him He's a hypocrite News of his death circulating on Syndicated broadcast television Commemorating work of the late great hero All hail Joey, the movie-maker zero He's so great he's always in style Cashmere sweaters and boots of crocodile He's out on a limb, avant-garde Maybe just a little skinny, but hey who's not He's thinking late at night He's going over it twice Maybe he's the one who people really like Should he come back from the dead No she said, The IRS would have their heads Don't be fooled by him He's not really dead Don't be fooled by him He's a hypocrite She's trying to stay away With the 500K Don't try helping them They won't go down again He said it won't be easy some days With not a cent, not a nickel to his name He's trying so hard to do the right thing And all these people after him Taxi baiting, emulating, cast a blanket on his lady's bed Don't be fooled by him He's not really dead Don't be fooled by him He's a hypocrite Don't be fooled by him He's not really dead Don't be fooled by him He's a hypocrite