If I was a spammer, I'd spam you in the morning,
I'd spam you in the evening, all over the net.
I'd set the from line to "friend@public.com",
I'd bounce it off earthlink or some other loose server,
out there on the net.
If I had something to sell, but no sense of ethics,
I'd send out spam, all over the net.
I'd spam for golf balls, I'd spam for kid-dee porn,
I'd spam a bunch of stupid M-M-F schemes,
all over the net.
If I didn't know right-n-wrong, I'd spam without warning,
I'd spam ev-ry-one, all over the net.
I'd harvest from Usenet, I'd spam my opt-out-list,
I'd spam mail-to's on every single bloody web site,
all over the net.
Well I'm not a spammer, I've got nothing to sell,
I know it's wrong to spam, all over the net.
I complain to ISP's and even the FTC,
I'd like to get all of the money grubbing spammers
kicked off of the net.
[Daniel Macks]
[Internet Songbook]
Last update: 25 July 2003 This page maintained by Daniel Macks. Please mail me with any concerns or suggestions.