The Hogswood Annual Shootout

Champ: I would like to purchase that song from you for one nickel. Ulysses: You're so lucky you get it. Ernie: I like to trade songs for your original Masters of Industries song. Bartender: Send a telegram to capital city. Get them to rewrite copyright lawSo, any song I hear in this tavern is mine. In the saloon is mine. Yes, right away. Graham Graham. Don't tell me I'll go as quick as I can. And something something Masters of Industry dot dot dot etc. Got it? Master's of Industry. Fastest butter. Goodbye.