(With apologies to Barry McGuire & P.F. Sloan)

To a familiar tune…

RIM of Destruction

The mobile world, it is explodin’
executives flarin’, app updates loadin’
you’re Bold’s enough to sell but no one’s buyin’
no one believes in your PlayBook, but that’s what your totin’
and even the Curve won’t keep you a floatin’
but you tell us over and over and over again my friend,
ah you don’t believe you’re on the RIM of destruction.

Don’t you understand, what I’m trying to say?
Can’t you see the fears that I’m feeling today?
Your consumer and business customers are all running away,
There’ll be nothing to save with QNX in a grave,
take a look around you, Bidulka, it’s bound to scare ya,
and Thorsten tells us over and over and over again Boulben,
ah, he don’t believe he’s on the RIM of destruction.

BYOD’s got me so mad, my blood’s coagulatin’,
I’m tweeting here (from my iPhone), just contemplatin’,
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation,
that iOS & Android are wildly propagatin’
and BB10 promises alone can’t bring integration,
when platform respect is disintegratin’,
this whole mobile world is just too frustratin’,
and you tell us over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don’t believe you’re on the RIM of destruction.

Think of all the Samsung phones in China,
iOS is on top even in Redmond, WA!,
Ah, you may think you’re a leader in this space,
but you keep returning to that same old place,
your quarterly reports show no pride, just disgrace,
you buried your heads, and soon there won’t be a trace (of you),
copy your neighbours, who’ve all taken your place,
and you tell us over and over and over and over again my friend,
you don’t believe you’re on the RIM of destruction.
no no you don’t believe you’re on the RIM of destruction.