Lyrics One Too Many Fridges - MC Lars, Beefy

One Too Many Fridges

Every day she asks me — when I’m gonna quit?
One too many fridges on my head I’ve been hit
So I sit in this green room — staring at the mirror
She used to come backstage now she’s hardly ever here
Yeah — but it’s really not her fault
The industry is shady and I’m hoping one day Walt
Will call me up for real and finally make an offer
I hate the way she doubts me — as my dreams start growing smaller
Every day — she’s downtown singing covers
The joy is slowly dying even though I’ll always love her
She tells me it’s pathetic how comedy defines
The rabbit who I am, but I can’t seem to change her mind
She says I should get serious — she’s furious it seems
Because She’ll never next May West up on the silver screen
It’s so toxic sipping coffee in the morning saying nothing
She’s doubting me again and I’m so sick of this discussion (she says)
Roger rabbit you’ve got to give it up (give it up!)
Nobody’s showing up (showing up!)
It’s time that you went home
You got to give it up, because it’s over and you know
How nice would it be — to quit — honestly?
And not have to chase Baby Herman constantly?
Round the kitchen all I’m wishin' is for soemthign else I think
That My name up, on marquee is beginning to shrink
Got managers reminding me to write back to the fans
And agents on the line with mad commissions they demand
And publicists straight burning through the budgets so inept
To have another hit would be amazing I could get
Better treatment — showing up on set
Like Bugs, did you hear, that he’s got an on-call vet?
And a chef who cooks him carrot cake when he wants a snack—
I never get a parking space respect is what I lack
I should have stayed in Kansas, man this kid was too ambitious
While Jesica is screaming cursing throwing hella dishes
I want to find a balance — could this be my final scene?
Silly rabbit, why’d have to be so brave and chase my dreams?
(and she says)
Roger rabbit you’ve got to give it up (give it up!)
Nobody’s showing up (showing up!)
It’s time that you went home
You got to give it up, because it’s over and you know
VERSE 3: (Beefy as Baby Herman)
Roger, why you wanna go and ruin what’s been good to us?
You feeling salty, like the money isn’t good enough?
Is this about you and missus almost breaking up?
Is you some kind of actor that’s too snooty for this Goofy stuff?
Chilling in my stroller smoking stogies
But, Roger, I need this money for these fourteen alimonies!
And you know this, you know me, I’m a little old-school
So it’s hard for me to have to tell you that I need you
Knew it since the read through, you had it in your soul!
Went and told Raoul to send those lesser rabbits home
You and me got something special, and while you’re not the best
You’re the one that I rely on and I’m always so impressed
How you’re always such a pro, make me look like I’m the novice
Posters with our faces up in the studio president’s office
Never thought that we’d make it, I’d kind of like to stay
Without you Herman’s infantile, I’ll cry and fade away
Roger rabbit you’ve got to give it up (give it up!)
Nobody’s showing up (showing up!)
It’s time that you went home
You got to give it up, because it’s over and you know
OUTRO:
A show business
Casualty, don’t want to have to be
Don’t want to have to be