Lag - lag changes everything
when you chat and when you won't
lag - lag changes everything
if you chat, it makes you don't
Lag - lag changes everything
and makes everyone quite angry
'cause lag - lag changes everything
and I curse it far away
I won't lag again another sunny day....
I am lagging
I am lagging
in my browser
on this chat
I am longing
Yes I'm longing
To be near you
To be freee
Late at night
And the chatrooms are emptyyyy
Late at night
and the chatters are few....
Picture yourself checking mail with Eudora
You're writing an email to someone you know
You get a mail and you look at it slowly
"It's spam mail", you say to yourself
Cellophane wrapping and loan for the house
Something to use in your hair
You click delete at the mail with your mouse,
and you swear:
Losers go to Hell with spam mail!
You try to write the responsible admin
Explaining who's sending you unwanted mail
Suddenly there's a new mail in your inbox:
The nameserver lookup did fail
Now you are angry; you call the police
Cursing at everyone there
They just refuse that it is their business
and you swear:
Losers go to Hell with spam mail!
Picture yourself checking mail with Eudora
You now got a filter which takes all the spam
Never again you are angry with terror
All mail goes directly to trash...
hun er lyn-chatter og hun staver godt
jeg har set billed' af hend' - hun er flot
hun bor dog langt væk og er mig ikke nær
hvis ikke snart jeg ser hend' bliver jeg nok sær'...
Hun har en computer hun ved intet om
hun ved dog at i slang forkortes det til 'com'
Hends online-tid begrænses stærkt af hendes far
og bag hans ryg der kalder hun ham 'nar'
Hun spiser gerne chips, men vælger Cola fra
og bleg det bliver hun når ej hun Sprite'en har
men dette bliver dog kun til en lille ting
når Freaken dukker op på Venus med et 'pling'
k@OS har skrevet teksten