Mickey Rourke gets evicted but refuses to work. The legend stays picky while the bank stays empty.

Got the boot from the suite, now he's out on the street
But Mickey won't move for a script that ain't sweet
Account is on zero, he's playing the hero
Rejecting the roles like he's bigger than Nero
No pay, no play, Mickey says "Not today"
Landlord at the door but he's looking away
He’s a star, he’s a king, he’s a ghost in the ring
Rather be homeless than do a bad thing
Wait for the offer, wait for the call
He’d rather lose everything than have it all
It’s a masterclass in pride, it’s a bumpy ride
Hollywood's wild, nowhere to hide
Agent is crying, the bills are all piling
Mickey just sits there, remarkably smiling
He’s holding out for the Oscar-gold heat
While sleeping on silk in a cold-hearted street
Lights out, Mickey.
Keep the change.
He's staying strange.
Cut!