[Chorus]
What is spam?
Spam is the tie that bonds us together
And no one is better than the other
What is spam?
Spam is the knife that tears us apart
I ain't got no heart for you brother
X2
[YTCracker]
Spam in my inbox, spam on the board
Spam in my phone line, in my phone coord
Call me Mr. Smith I'm the Joe Internet
Smoking this spam like a cigarette
I forward all my sh** to the FTC
Spammer's oasis
A beached apartments on a first-name basis
Been a Spamcop subscriber since '92
f** a delete key, how about you?
Tell these lawyers what I got, they're on retainer
I hate spam, and I can't say it plainer
I work all day and come home to this
Viagra, mortgage, and teenage piss
Why won't they remove me?
Steady abuse me
From the relays to the Usenet news G's
Need a thousand filters just to keep me straight
Spam is the sh**, its the sh** that I hate, baby
[Repeat Chorus]
I love deals, can't get enough of them
Put my email on the lists and get a rush of them
Naked ladies, remote control cars
Blue pills, diet of the stars
Can't stop ordering
Refinancing my home mortgage and I know I'm not alone
We fund this business, this sh** you call spam
I call it paperless coupons, don't give a damn
I look no further than my inbox for bargains
Wait a few minutes then it fills to the margins
The 'net really everything at my fingertips
Shrink my wallet and the size of my hips
I get what I want, when I want it
I can cancel anytime I want, but I won't because I flaunt it
Got so many memberships to so many sites
I can whack all I want, then call it a night
[Repeat Chorus]
[phlow]
Yo that spam in your box? I know you probably hate it
But programmers love it, I'm that guy the creates it
Yeah I said it, I'm the guy that made it
I got reasons why the weed is my brain picks up
Emails lift up
See I got bills to pay
I know how to write programs in a sk**ful way
I need money in my life to fill the void
Circles in the newspaper, I'm still unemployed
My wife's annoyed
Lack of sleep has got me paranoid
I can scream but no one is around to hear my scratchy voice
Christmas is on the way but there is no cash to buy the toys
I don't want to live like this but I don't have a choice
I live inside my shadowy dark loneliness
I work all day then come home to this
What kind of home is this?
You can't judge me, you don't know me b**h
I'm constantly searching for surfaces
Each email feeds off my nervousness
I waste each day of my life not knowing what my purpose is
Living check to check, mail to mail, seed to seed
Instead to collect I cannot fail, I need some leads
I ain't in the kitchen but I can always feel the heat
Following project means my life will never be complete
So the next time you get my spam and try to f** me?
f** yourself, go whack your sh** until its ugly
Just because you can't see me doesn't mean that you're above it
I keep my sh** unlocked so there is no way that you can touch me
[caller]
You f**ing a**hole get me off your f**ing email list!
You're a dickhead, f** off!