Once in ‘99
Bought a portrait of Elvis
and some wart cream online

Tonight, I went back TO that store, and there
was “error 404”
Where can I go? Oh...

Take these broken links
and make them work again, bring back all they gave
The hampster dance
The cat who sings
The flying toasters, and the Betty Boop who winks
Take these broken links...

Maybe
I should update
Ancient bookmarks that point
to news from Kuwait
Lately
all I can say
Is that I’d better not lose
the “MILF Of The Day,” no
Can’t let it go...

So take these broken links
and make them show again, all we ‘re searching for
Nude J-Lo
Cheap printer ink
Those papparazi shots of Paris in the clink
I hate these broken links
These severed pathways to the web of yesterday
I’d sooner read
A blog by Pink
Than see another error page, you dirty finks

Dirty finks...

(10-minute pretentious art-rock psuedo-classical synth choir solo, Gm-F-Eb)

Surfers
must unite
How could we live without
that dancing baby site?
Can’t let it go, oh no

So take these broken links
You’ve got to fix them all, you java-swilling geeks
So when I click
and hear that “dink”
the Web will open up and find my discount shrink
Oh, take these broken links
Endless treasures of great Geocities past
The Jenni-cam
It rocked, I think
Someone should call the internet and make a stink