........совсем не то, что вы подумали.....))))

The Phantom of the Internet



She:

In chat he talk with me, my links he click,

That nick, who write to me and call my nick.

And do I dream again, through gigabite,

The Phantom of the Internet is now inside my site.



He:

E-mail me once again our strange duet.

My power over you grows at I-net.

And though you turn from me to glance behind,

The Phantom of the Internet is here, inside your mind.



She:

Those who have seen your site

Draw back from screen.

I am the mask you use…

He:

…I’m your plug-in.

Both:

Your/my gif and my/your jpeg combined in frame,

The Phantom of the Internet is here, inside your/my game.



He:

In all your fantasies you always knew,

That man and digital…

She:

…where both in you.

Both:

And in this labyrinth, where net is blind,

The Phantom of the Opera is here, inside your/my mind.



но этого мало... вот вам ещё:


AND THE MONEY KEPT ROLLING IN (AND OUT)

And the money kept rolling in from every side
Billy's pretty hands reached out and they reached wide
Now you may feel that Linux is more reliable a bit
But that's not the point my friends
When the friendly interface smiles you don't ask how
Think of all the users guaranteed a good time now
Billy's opened his Windows --released out a hit!
Never been a trademark like Microsoft, Inc!
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on in
Are you tired your comp works without a single bug?
Feel yourself useless, as it quite by itself looks smug?
Are you dying of boredom, looking for what to do?
Here's all you have to do, my friends:
Write your name and click a banner, a tab or a ticket,
Send it out to the Net and should our hero pick it -
You will be installing Windows for a week or even two
Name me anyone who cares as much as does Billy Gates!
Setup, setup, setup (repeat)
Setup is out
And the viruses kept rolling out in all directions,
To the servers, to the LANs, to workstations of all complexions.
Now cynics claim that Billy pays no tax at all -
But how to prove it, my friends?
When the viruses are rolling out they erase all books
On the hard disks, on the floppies, there are only horrored looks -
Accountants only drop their heads, figures lost at all,
Never been a fellow loved as much as Billy Gates is!
Fuck him, fuck him, fuck him (repeat)
Fuck him in and out
Billy!!!!!!!!!!!!
When the CDs freely roll in you don't keep books,
You have been beta-testers with the happy grateful looks,
Antivirus only slow things down - but now you discover
Never been a lady remembered as much as mother of Bill!
Windows, windows, windows -
Fuck'em in and out


выловлено Deirdra на http://strangeduet.narod.ru/

отредактировано: 31-01-2005 12:31 - Tashetann