They ran out of core and their screen faded to black,
More dollars for more core to get inter-net back.
They surf for girl jocks spry dressed in their birthday clothes,
They have to earn more bread for thrills by topless hos.

I think online's bizarre with well aquainted wacks,
Gold showers sites some love for rubber freaks on crack.
Icy people burn in beds where sticky hookers lay,
It's the new porn baby and it's just a click away.

They book online and surf and see the art that's black,
They see the hardcore and the lust knocks their train off track.
Maybe they'll get laid today if they had a place to fax,
Just as easy whacking off with web cams and some wax.

No more will their screen be go turnin' into blue,
They get more mem'ry that streams video on queue.
They never get enough of redhothos dot COM,
They love to slap mon-key with their friend Rosey Palm.

They ran out of core and their screen faded to black,
More dollars for more core to get inter-net back.
They surf for girl jocks spry dressed in their birthday clothes,
They have to earn more bread for thrills by topless hos.