paroles de chanson Ode to the Internet - Non-Explicit Swearjar Version - ExP

Before I get started, this is what I need to get out
I have well over 12 different email accounts
4 or 5 websites, yeah they're Wordpress who gives a damn?
I've got 7 Twitter accounts and 5 on Instagram
I've got 4 Facebook accounts and that's that
Fk off with your Snapchat
And truly the internet's a wondrous place
Where the information you're after is just on page
So when you sit around with a blunt with your mates
And say, "do you remember that film with um... whatshisface
You know the guy who was in the other film, with Ryan McGee?"
Now you can just sit in silence and go on IMDB
So why do I need, some wifi, every time that I pee
So I can whatsapp back to some guys I've not seen
For five weeks cos I've been glueing my eyes to a screen
Sending orders and using Excel to finance my dreams?
My dream to become... I dunno, self sufficient?
The internet's been the reason I never held positions
In offices or jobs for more than one or two years
Cos it allowed me the opportunity to run from my fears
I fear getting up early every day I'm alive
I fear doing things I don't wanna do, and I've tried
I'm not saying I won't fight if it's be snuffed or survive
But if it doesn't fit in my plans it can fk off and die
I'm lucky my life didn't collapse, but because of the net
I found beats and beat making, rap forums and met
Some like-minded dudes who helped me on the right road
Sites like Soundclick where I would download
A load of people's beats whether they knew or perhaps they didn't erm
It didn't matter I was never gonna cash in on them
Important to build and destroy when you're starting your craft
Can't get hung up on the same track when it is crap
And the net gave me a chance to see what worked and didn't
Instead of thinking I was good and was worth a listen
But look at it now, I've gotta say I'm tired of it
As this album came together I was frightened of it
Why should I sit, for hours and hours typing some script
And post it on Facebook and no-one like or commit?
I can admit I've mainly relied on the net for a buzz
And that means listeners are disconnected from us
And yes I can push a track fresh and mastered today
But there's a million other artists doing exactly the same
So that personal touch is gone and it's why I have to hate it
How do you get music out there when the market's saturated?
I've done gigs, I've done Twitter, I've done Instagram
I've done chatting to people after, I've done battle of the bands
I've done emailing, releasing each month, releasing weekly
I've done pay up front, pay as you go, even freebies
But at the end it's who you know, definitely
Every success seems to be garnered from celebrities
Who with an effortless tweet can make you fresh for a week
Suddenly sell a load of albums cos they mention you. Sweet!
Or alternatively you got someone on the inside
So don't think for a second that with hard work and pride
That people will take notice you've gotta know someone good
Even if they know someone who knows someone who knows someone, but
I can guarantee every top artist is big for a reason
It's nowt to do with their music, but the company they're keeping
Or summat else, they mighta gone viral
But then UniLad or similar controls my fight for survival
So to be honest with you, the net has both fed and starved me
It has everything from kittens and Kevin Hart memes
To answers to every question I could possibly ask
The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy in my pocket or grasp
To be fair to it what more could it possibly have?
But the more I spend time on it the more I want it to crash
Couldn't be more thankful for it, saving my time and effort
Couldn't hate it more, wasting my life forever
So, mostly I'd admit: what we know is down to it
But I'm hoping after this, we can tone it down a bit