erin brokavich

[verse 1] Okay, look. I think we got off on the wrong foot here. That’s all you got, lady. Two wrong feet in fucking ugly shoes. You’re trying to tell me that you didn’t know about this, that your colleagues didn’t know? How much is this gonna cost me personally, huh? How much can you pay me to make me leave those people who live in Hinkley without any help? How much would it cost for me to sell their dignity, to sell their trust? [chorus] I’m not a lawyer. I hate lawyers, because they’re snakes and they always take the highest bidder, but I’m not you. [verse 2] These people need help, and I’m gonna give them that. I’m gonna drag your a*s down to that tiny little town in Hinkley, California, and you’re gonna have to look those people in the eye, and tell them how sorry you are that PG&E got away with this for so long. And I swear to God, if you even think about low-balling me or doing some kind of a backroom deal, I will personally make sure that every news camera in this city has your number. Do you understand?” [chorus] I’m not a lawyer. I hate lawyers, because they’re snakes and they always take the highest bidder, but I’m not you.