Justified

They’re loads, all of them

Nick Searcy composes a love song to his idiot neighbors in Hollywood. Starts off:

Imagine there's no acting

It's easy if you try

No tv shows or movies

The streaming going dry

Imagine all the people

Reading lots of books. Woo hoo!

Imagine there's no audience

It isn't hard to do

You told half of them you hate them

What the hell do you think they're gonna do?

Imagine all the people

Turning off your show! Yoo hoo!

You may say I'm a Trumper

But I'm not the only one

Hope some day you'll join us

And go out and buy a gun!