MC Frontalot - Internet Sucks lyrics
[MC Frontalot - Internet Sucks lyrics]
Sometimes I wish I loved you
Sometimes I don’t know what to do
Sometimes I look back on
Our earliest love affairs:
I had so many hairs
And you were made of everyone everywhere
Or so I imagined! Actually
Just a bunch of me-types
Typing into MUD games
Geeking on the weeknights
Hunting drug recipe text files
With a Gopher client
(You’re supposed to be studying, oh no
But you’re so defiant)
It was giant Usenet porn, over the dialup
Over the rickety PBX which might go silent
Internet was precious to me
And it remains so but it isn’t like in early
Days the achy pains grow
Ever more insistent, they get inside my melon
They tell me pretty subtly
(I mean, besides the yelling)
That I don’t love you any more, internet
You used to be a safe home for
My nerd heart and my intellect
Now you’ve got so much hate that
You’ve just got to interject
Now you’ve got too many chefs
Up in your kitchenette
Sometimes I wish I loved you
Sometimes I don’t know what to do
Sometimes I’m overjoyed this
Thing got democratized
Anybody with a pocket phone can lend a
Voice against those who talk the lies
Don’t need to know how the packets
Work or any server’s status
Just click the big user-friendly button that
Fills my heart with gladness
And stop pressing the one that
Posts your unrelenting wackness
Yeah, I know how to mute and unfriend
(even got some practice)
But how exactly is one supposed to mute the
Fact that a tenth of our netizens
When offered the chance to shit on
Anything pull down pants without hesitance
Without any sense of
Justice, pathos, kindness, or decency?
Now having to listen to assholes is half
Of what online means to me
And it seems to be this isn’t brand
New some people have always sucked
More trolls per capita
Probably: 1989 CompuServe but! These days
It’s like all the worst people
On earth formed a club
Just to light ugliness up and take
One drag and proceed to stub
It out in my eye by
Way of my once-beloved internet
Could a solution lurk that hasn’t
Been discovered in it yet?
Sometimes I don’t know what to do
Sometimes I look back on
Our earliest love affairs:
I had so many hairs
And you were made of everyone everywhere
Or so I imagined! Actually
Just a bunch of me-types
Typing into MUD games
Geeking on the weeknights
Hunting drug recipe text files
With a Gopher client
(You’re supposed to be studying, oh no
But you’re so defiant)
It was giant Usenet porn, over the dialup
Over the rickety PBX which might go silent
Internet was precious to me
And it remains so but it isn’t like in early
Days the achy pains grow
Ever more insistent, they get inside my melon
They tell me pretty subtly
(I mean, besides the yelling)
That I don’t love you any more, internet
You used to be a safe home for
My nerd heart and my intellect
Now you’ve got so much hate that
You’ve just got to interject
Now you’ve got too many chefs
Up in your kitchenette
Sometimes I wish I loved you
Sometimes I don’t know what to do
Sometimes I’m overjoyed this
Thing got democratized
Anybody with a pocket phone can lend a
Voice against those who talk the lies
Don’t need to know how the packets
Work or any server’s status
Just click the big user-friendly button that
Fills my heart with gladness
And stop pressing the one that
Posts your unrelenting wackness
Yeah, I know how to mute and unfriend
(even got some practice)
But how exactly is one supposed to mute the
Fact that a tenth of our netizens
When offered the chance to shit on
Anything pull down pants without hesitance
Without any sense of
Justice, pathos, kindness, or decency?
Now having to listen to assholes is half
Of what online means to me
And it seems to be this isn’t brand
New some people have always sucked
More trolls per capita
Probably: 1989 CompuServe but! These days
It’s like all the worst people
On earth formed a club
Just to light ugliness up and take
One drag and proceed to stub
It out in my eye by
Way of my once-beloved internet
Could a solution lurk that hasn’t
Been discovered in it yet?