What’s with everyone writing songs about meat? Not that I’m complaining! I’d much rather hear (suffer?) a song about dead cow carcass over the merits of a nutritious rutabaga any day.
You had me at “meat snack” but then kinda lost me with the rest of the song. (AND the fact that you made me wait until 2:46 to hear about bacon is unforgivable. Hello! Bacon is a headliner! Saving it until the end is about as smart as having a kids birthday party and keeping the clown for after the kids play a rousing game of “Wash the Dishes” and “Deflate the Bounce House.”)
Just like Bacon Care of Bizniz, this meat loving ditty also should have ended around the 1:06 mark (or at least then jumped to the part about how making a milkshake better is by adding bacon – HAHHA! It’s funny because it’s true.). Short and sweet, people! Like a nice six inch piece of bacon covered in brown sugar and barbecue sauce. Mmmm…
But it should be said that at least Sonia and Max got off their butts and made a music video. All I’ve made lately is some cellulite. And maybe some arm waddle.