Subject: Internet
CONTENT GENERATION
He's got a Youtube channel, subscriber count insane
Legions of fan boys hang on every frame
Preying on feelings of adolescent shame
Promising help or a scapegoat to blame
Bookmark this page for more misguided rage
chorus:
Drop another video, log another like
Watch the algorithmic engagement spike
The rich and connected rank first in the search
The disenfranchised lag behind in the lurch
So much for the promise of a democratic web
You're a blip in the algo or an internet celeb
It's all in a day for the content generation
The masters of AI machine manipulation
For this is the way we have corrupted creation
It's all in a day, it's all in a day...
She's got an Instagram page, a borrowed lifestyle
Fist full of receipts and a photoshopped smile
But she don't care, she's determined to win
That dead end town can all watch her cash in
Click on those links for god-level high jinks
(chorus)
NOTHING REGISTERS
Under watchful gaze
Of these internet vultures
Scavenging conflict
Dismembering cultures
Black sunken eyes
Cemented to our screens
Frozen stiff in the glow
Of their tractor beams
chorus:
Nothing registers, nothing siphons off the flow
In the clutches of big tech
And its big tech bro
Hypnotized by the digital disguise
Warm and friendly, you would never suspect
Undulating tentacles beckon to connect
What did they do with
Five billion connections?
Siphoned our data
Perverted elections
Power and fame
Breeds mischievous boys
Who fancy the world
And its people their toys
chorus:
Nothing registers, nothing shakes us from the spell
In the clutches of big tech
Straight out of Orwell
Hypnotized by the digital disguise
Sharing so much we will come to regret
Fighting with an entity that will not forget
bridge:
The answer keeps kicking us right in the face
Like a kid who moves out and gets their own place
We could each have a site and connect on our own
You know, until then big brother won't leave us alone
(chorus)
CLICK & CLASH
Logging on and logging in
Your favorite soapbox for your vanities
When all at once you're treated to
Another onslaught of disparities
Here we click and there we clash
Combating storms of new conspiracies
She's a groomer, he's a fash
Is there no end to these rivalries?
chorus:
Clicking around in a click & clash world
Crawling with conspiracy theories
Another domain for hosting your pain
Streaming in the latest new series
Triggering nerves in a click & clash world
Mass targeting the weakest of links
Frustrated gamer, cringe echo chamber
Not caring what else anyone thinks
Trolling up and trolling down
Another day trading in expletives
Where foreign assets fan flame wars
And secret click farms sow false narratives
Here we click and there we clash
Caught in a web of animosities
Spinning zones for apps on phones
Planning platforms for atrocities
(chorus)
Clicking around in a click and clash world
And finding out the hard way
makeituntrue.com
Somehow I knew in the cold cyber night
One day I'd visit a grave site...
Cast in a cold light
Eyes that evade
Trapped in a cruel world
Faults on parade
Somehow I knew...
Somehow I knew...
Exiled spirit
Troubled outcast
Future in doubt
Long and tortured past
Somehow I knew...
Somehow I knew...
chorus:
No sailing off into the cyber sea
No editing of your icon
No hyperlink from reality
No makeituntrue.com
Somehow I knew in the cold cyber night
One day I'd visit a grave site...
Cold-hearted people
Eyes that find fault
Relentless laughter
Daily assault
Somehow I knew...
Somehow I knew...
Broken and battered
Spirit war-torn
Raging inside
Like a North Sea storm
Somehow I knew...
Somehow I knew...
(chorus)
bridge:
It's a haunted message board
You're a frozen cyber ghost
Sometimes I return
And reread your final post
Searching for a clue
That would have made it all untrue...
ONLINE SUNSHINE
Some days should be shut down
Before they even boot up
Held by the scruff of the neck
Like a feisty newborn pup
Images cropped to wound the heart
Tweets to hurt the head
A love in danger of deletion
Like a what-the-fuck? forum thread
Such an online
Ray of sunshine
chorus 1:
Doesn't matter who you are or method of transmission
No one has to take your shit or digital derision
You can text it, you can phone it, you can fling it online
Over wifi, over 5G, in a fucking FaceTime
You're still not getting through
Sunshine
Try to have a digital life
On this or that social site
Keep a low profile so
A web of drama won't ignite
Click-bait for the hungry trolls
Out to have me for dessert
Every post erupts in flames
The whole site now on alert
Such an online
Ray of sunshine
(chorus 1)
breakdown (crackled and whispered phoned message):
Login, upload
From home or road
My little smartphone warrior
It's digital euphoria
Delete, resend
It's half pretend
My little message courier
The lines are getting blurrier
chorus 2:
Doesn't matter who you are or method of transmission
No one has to take your shit or digital derision
You can text it, you can phone it, you can fling it online
Over wifi, over 5G, in a fucking FaceTime
You're still not getting through
Remember who you're talking to
You still got work to do
On you
Sunshine
Sunshine
VIEWER DISCRETION
Tripping over themselves they granted a god
Unlimited access to our souls
Promising Heaven but delivering Hell
Confession of sins as the camera rolls
It's Judgment Day come rule on Earth
But uncensored and more televised
This world they've created is Heaven x-rated
And viewer discretion is advised
chorus:
Inundated by conspiracies online
In a useless Information Age
Strangulated via digitized grapevine
Killing time in a cold-blooded rage
They cling to a stage where a god can judge us
Without our approval or defense
Where according to some what would Jesus do
Is pass judgment under false pretense
And it's Judgment Day, make no mistake
Now in session and secularized
This world they've created is Heaven x-rated
And viewer discretion is advised
(chorus)
Secret conversation
Lurid escapade
(And the camera...)
Useless information
Picked up and relayed
(And the camera rolls)
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