I'm gonna take it to the Union of my art, and those jerks will turn me away.
I've had enough of dwelling on the auditions of yesterday.
Every day of my life, it seems, I am laying on your floor.
It's hard to work and entertain when no one knows that I'm an actor.

Time and again I sing their songs.
But I've been dancing for nothing far too long.
I've had hundreds of credits to my name.
Final edits, removes any fame.

Don't cut my part again, like you have before.
Don't cut my part again, I just can't take anymore.

You'll never know the feeling inside, an M-P-E-G contracted editor.
I know you're sitting in a darkened room, a movie abreviator.
But, every role I take I know where it's gonna lead me to.
Directors give me every reason, and they all keep coming back to you.

Time and again I say their words.
But, no more kissin' your ass, it's for the birds.
My latest role: Farmer, name of Gaylord.
IMDB, the only record.

Don't cut my part again, I need to be seen.
Don't cut my part again, not film role one-eighteen.
Don't cut my part.

(Solo)

Don't cut my part again, I just need a chance.
Don't cut my part again, show the world I can dance.

Don't cut my part again, can you be so cruel?
Don't cut my part again, I'm "Local Buying Fuel".

Don't cut my part again, Union, help me out.
Don't cut my part again, I'm Ferrell with no clout.