In the end of workweek
One and all are bothering me
Just rubbing it in
Cannot be sent away
I turn off the volume
"Hello from MTS" - dumb SMS
And only heartbeat...
Again distribution, I`ve just logged in my e-mail
Streams of the turbid spam [again]
Ads, Barack Obama [F5]
And you`re with them too, Mom
Stop motion!
I switch off the light [in reply]
But someone`s giving me an advice again
Like I do not exist [like not exist]
I`ll find the question and the answer myself
Current through the wires
Burn into ears
Have to listen
To information rubbish
Finds us everywheere
And dully fools us
That`s spam
I haven`t ordered a pizza
There`s a bird straining at the leash inside of me
It has to fly in the sky,
Call with a wing...
I shut off a net [offline]
My blacklist is bigger for one third again
And it`s a half-death [goodbye]
I`ve got no choice but to fake a death
Leave me alone [hey]
No matter who you are
Current through the wires
Burn into ears
Have to listen
To information rubbish
Finds us everywheere
And dully fools us
That`s spam
Believe or not
In this whirlwind
I`m waiting for a letter in an envelope from you
Current through the wires
Burn into ears
Have to listen
To information rubbish
Finds us everywheere
And dully fools us
That`s spam
Can be read with lips
Can be understood without a sound
He comes in without a tap
And not leaving a scar
Worm itself into your confidence
Have to listen
To that spam