You want to eat your cake, and have a slice of that guy's too
Just jump aboard that next big thing, and let the gravy poor all over you
The timing has to be just right, you have to know just when to act
And meet me at the bottom line, of a lucritive contract
Pick up your axe, and put it on wax
We'll ride tonight, if the demographic's right

Jump on the next big thing, by June she'll be full swing
Start now and you'll have time to savor, being that month's flavor
Jump on the next big thing, you'll be another Sting
They'll love you, buy you, idolize you, till it's time to despise you

The label will put up big cash, along with the familiar strings
A cameo by some has-been, who wants a piece of the next big thing
We'll cut our hair like all the rest, but dressed in all the latest gear
And when they shoot the video, look in the lens and act sincere
Dispell your fears and dry your tears
We're bound to win, or at least rule the cut-out bin