I build my links
Day after day
My PR got higher
but to rank no way
Link exchange
I have made a few
most of my links are one way with quality
Finally I have come through
We are on the first place - my friends
And we’ll keep on link building - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
‘Cause we are the champions - of the world -
My traffic flows
Tons of sales calls -
You brought me traffic and fortune search engines and everything that goes with it
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I thank you all -
Being first place is no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise -
I consider it a challenge before the whole search engine race -
And I ain’t gonna lose -
We are on the first place - my friends
And we’ll keep on link building - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
‘Cause we are the champions - of the world -
I have a bottom-line and I wanted to paint it black
No red ink anymore I wanted those numbers black
I’d seen dot-coms walk by dressed in those fancy clothes
I had to turn my head my ambition got exposed
I see the line of cars and they’re all painted black
I’ve one chance to score big that may not ever come back
I’ve seen VCs turn their heads and quickly look away
Like poorly planned start-ups it just happens every day
I’d looked at other’s books and saw their ink was black
My board saw red ink and it said it must be black
Make some cash and I can just chill out and not have to face the flack
It’s not easy stepping up when your own books ain’t black
No chance to wait until it turns a deeper blue
We’ll have lunch sometime next week, let me get back to you
If I look hard enough towards the rising sun
Success will come to me before next quarter comes
I see my bottom line and I need it painted black
No worries anymore when my numbers come in black
I’ll start driving traffic dressed up in what looks like fancy clothes
Morals, ethics, karmic guilt where did those feelings go?
Yum yum that money tastes good when topped with fancy cheese
I hope the last escort didnt carry a venereal disease
I’m gonna make it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
My ambition cloaks the sun, blots it out from the sky
My bottom line gets painted, painted, painted, painted black,
Yeah!
Some will make you larger
And some will make your stall
And some that others sell you
Don’t do anything at all
Top spot on Google
And you’re ten feet tall
And if all you think is algos
And you know you’re going to fall
Get a bunch of smoking .edu’s
Landing on your action call
Recall Google
When they were just small
When Cutts makes the chessboard
Get up and tell you where you’ll go
And you’re stuck in supplemental
Your conversions falling low
MSN ASK and YAHOO
Where did you go?
Relevant logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the white knights all wear black hats
And competitors lose their heads
Remember what old guard said
“Feed good content
Feed good content
Feed good content”
(With all apologies to Lewis Carol and Grace Slick)
To the tune of of the Grease song, You’re the One I want. True to the original, it’s a dialogue between two “people”. On the one hand we have a server, the man, and Digg, the woman.
I got Diggs, they’re multiplyin’
And I’m losin’ control
Cause the traffic you’re supplyin’
It’s electrifyin’
You better keep up, cause I need uptime,
And my links are set on you
You better keep up, you better serve from cache,
To Diggers I must be true
Nothing left, nothing left for me to do
You’re the hits that I want
(you are the hits I want), ooh ooh ooh, traffic
The hits that I want (you are the hits I want),
ooh ooh ooh, click it
The hits that I want (you are the hits I want),
ooh ooh ooh, digg it
The hits I need (the hits I need),
oh yes indeed (yes indeed)
If you’ve got too much bandwidth,
You’re shy to 509
Won’t bury your submission,
It’s not lame
I better keep up,
cause you need uptime
I need uptime,
That can keep me satisfied
I better keep up, if I’m gonna prove
You better prove, that your site is justified
Are you sure?
Yes I’m sure down deep inside
Clicked by me.
to the Burt Bacharach tune ‘Close To You’,
as performed by The Carpenters,
see video here,
and now bastardized by Jozian:
Why do Ads suddenly appear
Everytime I surf near?
I just flee, when they long to be
Clicked by me.
Why do offers, pop when leave I try
And everytime I don’t buy?
Shipping’s free, and they long to be
Rich from me.
On the day AdWords was born
Lare and Sergey got together
And decided to create a scrum come true
So they sold us spots in search results,
Organic ranks saw strife and struggle too.
That-is-why all the SERPs in town
em-u-late what they found.
Just like G, they long to be
Searched for ‘free’.
Wahhhhhhhhhhh, Clicked by me.
Hahhhhhhhhhhh, Rich from me.
Lahhhhhhhhhhh, Searched for ‘free’.
SEOs, there’s no need to feel down
I said, SEOs, pick yourselves off the ground
I said, SEOs, ’cause your site isn’t found
There’s no need to be unhappy
SEOs, there’s a place you can go
I said, SEOs, when you’re content’s been stolen
You can file there, and I’m sure you will find
Your rankings will come back in good time
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
They can defeat the content thieves
They can beat the tricks up their sleeves
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
You can restore your copyright, you can flex your muscles with might
Your rankings will once again see the light.
SEOs, are you listenin’ to me?
I said, SEOs, how you want the SERPs to be?
I said, SEOs, you can make real your dreams
But you’ve got to know this one thing
No one does it all by himself
I said, SEOs, put your pride on the shelf
And just file that little DMCA
I’m sure it will help you today
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
They can defeat the content thieves
They can beat the tricks up their sleeves
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
You can restore your copyright, you can flex your muscles with might
Your rankings will once again see the light.
SEOs, I was once in your shoes
I said, I was down and out with the blues
I saw my website had been duplicated
I felt so very frustrated
That’s when someone came up to me
And said, “SEO, follow this link
To find out how to file a DMCA
It can start you back on your way”
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
They can defeat the content thieves
They can beat the tricks up their sleeves
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
It’s fun to turn in a DMCA
SEOs, SEOs, there’s no need to feel down
SEOs, SEOs, just do the DMCA takedown.
DMCA
Just file a DMCA
SEOs, SEOs, I was once in your shoes
SEOs, SEOs, I was down with the blues
DMCA
Okay folks here goes the guys at the Beginning SEO Podcast are submitting an entry to the SEO song contest! Beck’s ‘Loser’ makes for a perfect SEO song (cause it’s so jumbled as it is) So here goes… enjoy!
Quick FYI the trippy indian on the roof in the video is the one! He is the only one that knows all of the algorithm secrets! look into his eyes… now you know
In the time of Spam WebSites I was a NewB
Butane in my veins and Im out to Top the SERPs
With the SEO Software, spray-paint the internets Old Algo’s with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin with a loser and the cruise control Babbin’s in reno with the W M R
Got a couple of Sites, Rank on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin Im insane to complain
About a Supplemental Result and a stain on my shirt
Dont believe everything that you Google
You get a parking violation and a Flag on your Site
So search your place with some metrics in the dark
Savin all your AdSense Checks and burnin down the trailer park
Yo. Rank it.
Soy un perdedor
Im an SEO NewB, so why don’t you Rank me?
Soy un perdedor
Im an SEO NewB, so why don’t you Rank me?
Forces of evil in a Spammers nightmare
Ban all the Spam with a phony ass algorithm
cuz ones got a filter and the others got a flag
Ones on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the duplicate content and the Insane spam-ers
The daytime crap of the Webmaster Bob
He hung himself with a LinkBait Scheme
A slab of Google-neck and its hangin from a butterfly wing
You cant write if you cant relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of Billing fallin on a Client
Thats chokin on the Algo’s
Soy un perdedor
Im an SEO NewB, so why don’t you Rank me?
(get crazy with the RSS Feeds)
Soy un perdedor
Im an SEO NewB, so why don’t you Rank me?
(drive-by post)
(yo bring it on down)
Soooooooyy….
(Im a developer, Im a winner; things are gonna Rank I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
Im an SEO NewB, so why don’t you Rank me?
(I cant believe you Goo-gle)
Soy un perdedor
Im an SEO NewB, so why don’t you Rank me?
Soy un perdedor
Im an SEO NewB, so why don’t you Rank me?
(schprechen sie deutches, BMW)
Soy un perdedor
Im an SEO NewB, so why don’t you Rank me?
(know what Im Rankin? )
I like how the chorus & the last verse line up with the original
Man its a hot one
Like seven backlinks from the Toronto Sun
I hear your linkbait and the Diggs melt everyone
But you stay so cool
My mu equita my searchy engine mona lisa
Your my reason for reason
The link in my groove
Bridge
And if you say these links aint worth enough
I would give my PR to lift you up
I could change my Title Tags to better suit your mood
Cause youre so smooth
Chorus
And it’s a meta description under the moon
Well thats the search position that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin that can be so smooth
Gimme your rank make it real
Or else forget about it
Ill tell you one thing
If you would leave it would be a cloaking shame
In every breath and every keyword I hear your anchor calling me out
Out from the barrio you hear my rhythmed Google Audio
You feel the shopping of the world so soft and slow
Turning you outbound and round
Rankings falling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared, and battle come down
Rankings falling to the underworld
Climb out of supplementals, you boys and girls
Rankings falling, now don’t look to us
All our search listings have bitten the dust
Rankings falling, see we ain’t got no swing
‘Cept for the green of that toolbar thing
[Chorus 1:]
Personalization is coming, Web History’s zooming in
Meltdown expected, traffic growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
‘Cause Rankings are dropping, and I live by the river
Rankings falling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
Rankings falling to the queries of death
Quit holding out, and draw another breath
Rankings falling, and I don’t wanna shout
But while we were talking, I saw you linking out
Rankings falling, see we ain’t got no high
Except for that one with the nofollow eyes
[Chorus 2: x2]
The plusbox is coming, onebox zooming in
Engines stop running, the traffic’s grown thin
A spidering error, but I have no fear
‘Cause Rankings are dropping, and I live by the river
Now get this
Rankings Falling, yes, I was there, too
An’ you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
Rankings Falling at the top of the serps
After all this, won’t you give me a link?
Rankings Falling
I never felt so much a like [fading] alike alike alike
