Mal ab von all der Mühe: Das ist immer noch DER Soundtrack meiner Arbeit im Internet! :D

Danke an Tracky Birthday. Ganz große Klasse! Es folgt der Songtext:

I’ve seen more websites than any lousy-ass browser
I’ve clicked more than Douglas Engelbart, I’m as bossy as Bowser
I don’t even remember all my e-mail addresses
and I’ve got more screen names than Sleepy’s got matresses.
I need the internet like Whitney Houston needs crack
if you feel the same way let me see you delicious this track

i spend more time online than Tim Berners-Lee
when I go to a club it’s mostly a surf club you see
I’ve palpayed more money than you’ve got pictures on flickr
they call me the Uber-YouTuber, MySpace clicker
I love amateur homepages and dirt style design
the interweb’s a ghetto full of gustatory crimes
cross your fingers, make your hand look like a W and holla WEBSIIITE!

Hello my future girlfriend this is what I sound like:
Bodenständig uppin‘ it up
Tracky Birthday keep on f***ing it up
what what what all my bitches up in the club
let me see you shakin‘ it don’t stop
rub it down, bounce around, wiggle every pound
get into the _hyperground
everybody dance, jump if you’re liking this sound

„Für mich seid ihr alle Raver“

Feel the bass drop hear the beat pop whatcha gonna do
when it’s time to take off, climb the rooftop jump out of your shoe
it goes oonce oonce, happy-face balloons unfadeable pokey-tunes
dance moves from shitty cartoons, pretty hot wounds hung over afternoons
the club’s full with a whole sweaty nation that seems under the wrong medication
rave invasion, it’s a T-thang Boing Peng Bum Tschack Peng!
Eins zwei Polizei drei vier Beuteltier fünf sechs Hypertext sieben acht Mitternacht
it’s an index-finger party

Come on all users holla WEBSIIITE
even you losers holla WEBSIIITE
everybody come on holla WEBSIIITE
come on come on now holla WEBSIIITE

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