I could never sleep my way to the top
‘Cause my alarm clock always wakes me right up
And since my options had been whittled away
I struck a bargain with my radio DJ
I said I’d like this song to be number one
He said “I’d really really like to help you my son”
And then I knew that I would have him to thank
Because he asked me how much I had in the bank

He said to think long term investment and
That all the others had forgiven themselves
He said the net reward would justify
The colossal mess they’d made of their lives

He said the record wouldn’t have to be hot
And no one ever seemed to care if it’s not
It would depend on something else that I’ve got
And that the other ones who’d given it a shot
Had seen a modest sum grow geometrically
And then they had forgiven themselves
Because the net reward had justified
The colossal mess they’d made of their lives.

“Please be advised that in this week’s Jennifer Lopez Top 40 Spin Increase of 236 we bought 63 spins at a cost of $3,600.”

“Please be advised that in this week’s Good Charlotte Top 40 Spin Increase of 61 we bought approximately 250 spins at a cost of $17K …”

Ironically, it didn’t help, as the memo notes that the company actually lost spins — or plays of the record — even though they laid out money for them.

Well, I told you about the world (its address)
I wonder when they’re gonna clean up the mess
You know the rabid child is still tuning in
Chess piece face’s patience must be wearing thin
Because they haven’t played this song on the air
Not that anyone but me even cared
And the Disk Jockey has moved out of town
The district courthouse says he’s nowhere to be found

This takes us back to … the rise of Limp Bizkit, and the Portland connection to said rise.

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