Holy Bison Beaks!

Well, I thought I'd write a little song, so I wrote a little song.
Then I tried to write some lyrics, but I didn't last too long.
So I figured, why not sing about me trying to write a song and stuff.
And I decide to keep on singing until I had had enough.
But then I realised:
This song needs a hook!
An ironic little self referential catchy freakin' hook.
So I made the chorus all about how
This song needs a hook,
An ironic little self referential hook,
And a guitar solo!

(bad guitar)

Whoops! Hang on.
I have to tune this.
(tuning)
OK.

(more bad guitar)

Urgh! Stop that.
All right, uh...
Oh, I know, let's do the, um...
The bridge.
Bri- yeah, bridge.
OK?
...
Anyone?
...
Hello?
...
Fine.

Baby, tell me why,
Why do they call it a bridge anyhow?
You cannot walk on it,
It doesn't have a guardrail.
It doesn't even hold many cows.

This song is sort of caving in on itself.
And so it's going to end right now.
Right now.

(scream)
Kid: JINX!