Do you remember
When you were seven
And the only thing that you wanted to do
Was to show your mother you could make up a lyric
Ten years have passed
And the one thing that lasts
Are those crazy songs with the words all wrong that made your list'ners cry,
These are the days,
These are the ways,
And now I'm lost in parodies
In an online land of lyricists
In a place that won't grow old
In a place that won't go cold
And I sing

La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
Seems I'm lost in this collection
La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
Through my Internet connection
La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
For the newbs and leets alike,
Who love to write,
Don't let me see another site,
Let me keep my faith in this AmIRight.

Do you remember when you were fifteen
The site was cool but far from full
Not many took the time, it seems
It was not vast
But all that's past
And now these songs with the words all wrong are here to greet our eyes,
These are the days
These are the ways
And now I'm lost in parodies
In an online land of lyricists
In a place that won't grow old
In a place that won't go cold

La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
Seems I'm lost in this collection
La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
Through my Internet connection
La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
For the newbs and leets alike,
Who love to write,
Don't let me see another site,
Let me keep my faith in this AmIRight.

Under those fansites, under web-rings,
Here is the site where we sing,
Writing a long text
From songs we find
Here's creation: sarcastic minds,

These are the days
These are the ways
And now I'm lost in parodies
In an online land of lyricists
In a place that won't grow old
In a place that won't go cold

La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
Seems I'm lost in this collection
La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
Through my Internet connection
La da da da da da (la da da da da da)
For the newbs and leets alike,
Who love to write,
Don't let me see another site,
Let me keep my faith in this AmIRight,
In this AmIRight.