Alan Babbitt - To Hell With Spammers! lyrics

There's a story people tell of a special place in hell ... A place so horrific, it's .... just terrific for spammers Where they can toil among their own Reap what they have sown. With slimeballs, slackers, scoundrels, hackers, and scammers. Where they're forced to work at the speed of berserk While hearing the devils taunts. To their colleagues in hell, they're sentenced to sell Crap ... that nobody wants. Chorus To hell with spammers And to all of their buddies as well Let's tell the spammers No more talking - now It's time to yell We should put up a clamor throw 'em all in the slammer. And after that ... they can all go to hell Verse 2 They'll steal your Pa**words in a flash Your contacts and your cash Their selfish cheating has us all deleting and deleting ... And deleting And then some ba*tard sends A virus to all your friends It's a sad fact of living The gift that keeps giving And giving. Aww, It all makes me curse, but what's really the worst, gets me snippy, snarky and snorting. First my focus is blown By the sound of the phone Then I'm spammed by a damned recording. Chorus I say to hell with spammers Don't let 'em poison the well We gotta quell them spammers We gotta ring their closing bell We should put up a clamor throw 'em all in the slammer. And after that... they can all rot in hell