Hicks and Flakes Step Out With an iPod

Tune: Rodgers's "Surrey With the Fringe on Top"

Hicks and flakes step out with an iPod
Hooked on belt, or hung on a tripod.
Chances are, you might think the type odd,
But you're wrong; they're not:

No one from Da Brat to The Bopper
Rakes in even one little copper
From the songs they keep in the hopper,
'Cause the files are hot.

They hack through firewalls and jimmy e-locks
With software got for a pittance;
They'd probably manage to invade Fort Knox,
Despite that it says No Admittance.

You, who turn out hits for a living—
You might feel a bit unforgiving;
You might think they're fit for a shivving
In a nice, soft spot.
Still, they're very, very sorry to infringe.
(No, they're not.)