(a parody of Blu Cantrell’s “Hit ‘Em Up Style“)

‘Twas high livin’
As Halftime ended on the television
Miss Janet helped spur the decision
To throw around our weight and remind the masses who’s boss
So we sprung and attacked the target network CBS
And relieved them of some monetary assets
And as the cash box rang we
Grinned cause it’s now our reign

(Fines)
For any words that you can’t say

(Fines)
For any sexual display

(Fines)
For anything we deem
Inappropriate for the television screen

(Fined)
Howard Stern told a tasteless joke

(Fined)
And the FFC has been provoked

(Fined)
For any smut that’s told, fines is what you owe

Yo networks,
When your shows start to get too wild
Don’t expect the price to be mild
We’ll get dig our claws in the coin and
Squeeze it to the last dime for your obscene crimes
No,
Not a place where anything goes
Like fart jokes, wisecracks or sultry clothes
So you’d all better know that
If you slip up
The fines are goin’ up

Now, Fox was braggin
Bout a reality show about datin’ unflaggin'
With single ladies and fellas in a station wagon
They were eliminated til only one was left
Brought the wrath of our order, and then we laughed
At the fools who dared to play our game
Don’t challenge us, be good and obey, obey

(Fines)
For any words that you can’t say

(Fines)
For any sexual display

(Fines)
For anything we deem
Inappropriate for the television screen

(Fined)
Howard Stern told a tasteless joke

(Fined)
And the FFC has been provoked

(Fined)
For any smut that’s told, fines is what you owe

Yo networks,
When your shows start to get too wild
Don’t expect the price to be mild
We’ll get dig our claws in the coin and
Squeeze it to the last dime for your obscene crimes
No,
Not a place where anything goes
Like fart jokes, wisecracks or sultry clothes
So you’d all better know that
If you slip up
The fines are goin’ up

We’ll say what things are told
To viewers young and old
Gone forever the days when programs did what they wanted
Head now, these words speak true
Big Brother is now watching you
So don’t you even think to flee
Cause you won’t escape from the FCC

(Fines)
For any words that you can’t say

(Fines)
For any sexual display

(Fines)
For anything we deem
Inappropriate for the television screen

(Fined)
Howard Stern told a tasteless joke

(Fined)
And the FFC has been provoked

(Fined)
For any smut that’s told, fines is what you owe

Yo networks,
When your shows start to get too wild
Don’t expect the price to be mild
We’ll get dig our claws in the coin and
Squeeze it to the last dime for your obscene crimes
No,
Not a place where anything goes
Like fart jokes, wisecracks or sultry clothes
So you’d all better know that
If you slip up
The fines are goin’ up