Facebook.con - Alabama 3

The sun comes up

You can’t log off,

hooked on Russian porn

You’ve been smoking the black

Got a Crackberry smile

Meeting virtual girls in your Second Life

Obsessed with text and your saucy e.

mails

Spam in your modem had fucked up your mainframe

You try to rewire you try to log out

Somebody’s taken mickey out of your mouse

Off my face book me a cab

I’m outa here

I got 25, 000 friends

and all I wanna do is disappear

The sun goes down and you google your name

The only reference to you

Is that was back in the day

You was the only one

You were the kid in the corner

You’re the website bum they call the bobby groomer

Now you keep yourself hid, sophisticated encryptions

untraceable links and password is secret

Got an army of friends but I ain’t enlisting

A million conversations ain’t nobody listening