500 Spams
When you wake up, well you know there’s gonna be,
There’s gonna be some mail that’s fake that’s sent to you
When you see it, yeah from Jane or Emily,
You know you have to flush it down the loo.
When it’s Bitcoins, well you know they wanna see
You squander, like a drunken man may do.
And if you waver, hey you know they wanna be
The ones who’ll savour your lack of fortitude.
But I will clear 500 spams,
And I will clear 500 more,
Just to be the man clears a thousand spams
And kick them out the door.
When I’m working, yes I know they wanna see
A man whose working hard to fund their luxury
And take my money, ’til I don’t know what to do
And there’s nothing left for me and you.
As we grow old, you know we’re gonna find
Them target us through mail and phone and text
So build defences, fight them every way you can,
And prepare for what the b******’s think of next!
Arhbee
With apologies to The Proclaimers