Spam is such an annoying thing
Can't deny the mess it brings
Dozen pop-ups, worse than flies
Some that claim you've won a prize

You wish they didn't know your IPC
And you just want the world to see
But once you thought it finally stopped
Another one pops up

The trouble with spam is
It can lock your system up
Make your harddisk lose all space
And you can't keep up the pace
The trouble with spam is
It doesn't care how pissed you are
But you know it's gone too far
You should sue those damn retards

Now I was once a fool it's true
They advertised for lifetime blue
But now it's stuck like sticky glue
I'm sadder but I'm wiser too

I'd swear I'd never click again
Swore I'd kill the pop-up game
Said spam wasn't worth the pain
But then I see it there again

The trouble with spam is
It can lock your system up
Make your harddisk lose all space
And you can't keep up the pace
The trouble with spam is
It doesn't care how pissed you are
But you know it's gone too far
You should sue those damn retards

Everytime I smack them down
I think I've got it all figured out
Pop-ups keep coming and I keep on screaming, over and over again
This sad story always ends the same
Mum asking me "what is that page?"
Seems no matter what I do
I tears my drive in two

The trouble with spam is (The trouble with spam is)
It can lock your system up (It can lock your system up)
Make your harddisk lose all space (Make your harddisk lose all space)
And you can't keep up the pace
The trouble with spam is (The trouble with spam)
It doesn't care how pissed you are (Doesn't care, no)
But you know it's gone too far (It's gone too damn far)
You should sue those damn retards (Sue them all yeah)