no cash no gash

you remember creed. god lovin' denizens of adled lyrics, overworked metaphors, and lackluster (if arrogant) musicianship? they're suing a florida strip club for using their 'music' during exotic 'dance' numbers.

i understand if, say, the ramones get in a huff over the john birch society co-opting 'kkk took my baby away.' i wish to holychrist that the clash would've told jaguar too screw themselves rather than bastardize 'london calling.' i even kinda get it if a bunch of card carrying jesus lovers don't want their melodies helping young, stacked girls to pole themselves through i.t.t. technical institute.

but these boys ain't suing on principle. they're suing for principal. you see these messiah loving rockers wants ta get paid for any and all erotic use of 'arms wide open.' apparently, it's cool to show pink, but only if you flash creed some green first.

which makes me proud to be red, white, and blue all over.