Another One Bites The Dust
The quarter fared well for sales in hopes that Mega Millions may somehow overlook the fact that Hocu$ Pocu$ Focu$ $elling has been a complete disaster. What have we to show for such effort and expense? No significant orders on the books, so let’s brain wash additional trainees in the art of drinking Kool-Aid. That’s right! More training especially since the movers and shakers haven’t been able get it done, so why not train the underlings who work for a living unlike those pompous asses that walk the hallways with their phony smiles, white teeth, and with an air of superiority?
As highly imaginative and incredibly offensive it might seem, this is how they continue parading and masquerading while pointing fingers at those beneath them for their own failures. Your time is running out Mike Davida, Willard Hogbin, and Red Buttman. That’s right! Mr. Mensa will smile at your quarterly sales, but what has been the fruit of your efforts besides enriching the pan handler’s purse?
Like Einstein who stepped in with his brand new theory precisely accounting for Mercury’s weirdness, ultimately due to the warping of space-time produced by the substantial mass of the sun, Mega will step in to expose the $800,000 charade and this will be the chink in your armor. How many more will be put on special assignment because they recognize the obvious? Many who originally drank the Kool-Aid now recognize that too much sugar is not good for the body, and another one will bite the dust. This song’s for you: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rY0WxgSXdEE
Ooh, let's go
Dave walks warily down the street
With his brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Rhinos ready to go
Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this
Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the rhinos rip
To the Focu$ $elling beat - yeah
Haven’t sold a friggin thing
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, eh
Hey, I'm gonna replace you too
Another one bites the dust
How do you think I'm going to get along
Without you when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had
And kicked me out on my own
Are you happy ? Are you satisfied ?
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the rhinos rip
To the sound of Hogan’s beat
Look out
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, eh
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him
You can cheat him
You can treat him bad and leave him
When he's down, yeah
But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you
I'm standing on my own two feet
Out of the doorway the rhinos rip
Repeating to the sound of the Focu$ beat
Oh yeah
Dave you bite the dust
Hogbin you bite the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, yeah
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
Get out
Hey, alright