Track Listing
Worst Song Ever
Hey I’ve got an idea
It’s the idea of the year
Came to me late last night
Like a vulture in flight
We’re gonna copy a clone
I said let’s copy a clone
We aint’ got time for unknowns
Cuz no one buy’s an unknown
Feel free, buy three
Consolidation is in
Let the best business win
And wipe the little ones out
With what’s popular now
Or what was popular then
If it was popular then
We’ll resurrect as a trend
We’re resurrecting a trend
Thanks to all the people
Predictable and lame
The formulas that work will
Determine what gets made
Feel free, buy three
The internet is a scourge
This rampant theft is absurd
We’ve sprung a billion leaks
Somebody call the police
We need to innovate now
Does anybody know how?
Mayday we’re going down
Mayday we’re going down
Thanks to all the people
Predictable and lame
The formulas that work will
Determine what gets made
So what if it’s hackneyed?
So what if it’s worse?
We’re in this to make money
In case you haven’t heard
Fucking radio sucks
Yet they can’t get enough
And who can resist
A good media blitz
Not you
Formulas for profits
And minimizing risk
Attacking target markets
With calculated hits
It’s a sorry state of music
It doesn’t get much worse
Then greedy opportunists
Controlling what gets heard