Ballad of the Midnight Blogger
I was passing a window down the street one night
Was none of my business but sitting by the light
Was a fellow at a laptop just typing along
And I listened keenly for he was singing this song:
No I’m not a computer addict
Just working for the AdSense income, income
No I’m not sleepless in Seattle
Just working for the AdSense income, income
Not keeping malice with my bedroom
I’m just typing for the AdSense income, income
Not afraid of the yard broom
Just writing for the AdSense income, income
Where is the online fortune?
Where does the rainbow end?
Where is the promised traffic?
From gurus with the trend
Keywords traffic and page views, page views
Long tailed birds and words and news
Search volume cost per thousand, thousand
Tell Google that is full time I get some, get some
More of that AdSense income, income
Domain hosting and linking, linking
Niche and words researching, searching
All this sleeplessness to get some
More of the AdSense income, income
The fellow kept on singing but I don’t know
How crazy people full up the world so
Heard they dragged him to the nuthouse today
Screaming "Tell them at Google I want my pay”.
