There's a place not far from here
Where the people are slightly queer
They live under a fake sun
All pretending to be someone
Zombie like, and full of woe
Not very bright but very slow
Hypercritics who point out lies
And sneak about like slimy spies
Stupid & mean but they think they're cool
One leg short of being a stool
The day the internet was installed
Was the day the world was fooled
Their nonsense could now be spread
And all that sh** that was in their head
Could now be freely put online
Freedom of speech was now a crime
All they could do was cause more trouble
Because they lived in a glass bubble
Like mindless brainwashed twats
They suck you're blood like vampire bats
Stoned and drugged up on any old pill
In this place called Spasticville.
