Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know your enemy, wah hey
Now, these fellas have sold a shitload of records over the years. So I would think they'd know SOMEthing about marketing, and see that if there's one thing we know it's that reality tv is not going anywhere anytime soon. Entire shows built around 20 year-old girls being complete bitches behind each other's backs will be around a lot longer than us. Meanwhile, you can only "rock" for so long; eventually you wind up in a rocking chair with arthritis, trying to recall the glory days. Now, wouldn't this be a nice time to keep getting ZILLIONS of dollars in residuals, thanks to a certain little song you wrote in your youth that is the Happy Birthday of songs played on these reality shows until the end of time; a little song that goes like this:
Do you know the frenemy?
Do you know your frenemy?
Well, gotta know your frenemy, wah hey
Camon, guys. Do you wanna make some fucking money, or do you WANNA MAKE SOME FUCKING MONEY??!?!?!!?!?!?!
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