This One's for the Majors Lyrics

If the timing's right 
no need to worry about what's right and what is wrong 
and if the market's right 
we can sell the livin' hell out of your song 
cause I know what they wanna hear 
yea I can see the light 
but just a few adjustments dear 
change the way you sing 
the way you play 
the way you write 
and if my mood is right 
I'll give you money or support whichever's less 
not sure the image is right 
I think for starters we should put you in a dress 
cause we are patrons of the arts 
yea we believe in you and what it is you do 
but just remember parts is parts 
we'll see what sticks 
I hope for your sake it will be you 
and if the price was right 
I'd sell the soul of my own mother in a shake 
and that I can't deny 
I wonder how much money could I make 
what are you complaining for 
it's simply economics 
you still got your vocal chords 
so get the hell out of my office 
and write me some hits, 
write me some hits, 
I don't hear no hits, 
I don't hear no hits...