Lyrics:

[HOLLYWOOD WELCOMING COMMITTEE:]
May I come in?

[INGMAR BERGMAN:]
Who are you?

[HOLLYWOOD WELCOMING COMMITTEE:]
I am the Hollywood Welcoming Committee. May I sit down?

Blatant attempt, I must say, by those who desire you to stay
Knowing that you’ve a weakness for the girls
So Mr. Bergman, Mr. B, how ‘bout a cup of herbal tea
You’ve had a stressful day, time to unwind, so unwind

No, let us talk not of films but of your life in Bev’ly Hills
And of your freedom to get all things right
Never a compromise for you, budgets for what you want to do
Crews that can read your mind and work all night
Work all night

Tell me how best to make my case, any ol’ way or face to face
I can persuade you given enough time
So Mr. Bergman, Mr. B, you haven’t touched your herbal tea
Here, let me help you, you need to unwind, to feel fine…
To feel fine…