Текст: Alexis Blue. Hypothetical Situations. Close Windows, Open Doors.

I had a dream last night,
That the internet was dead
And that our mobile phones went haywire,
All was silent til i said...

Put down your barriers, pick up your pens,
Write an endless letter to a long lost friend.
Talk to the one by you on the bus
A life long partner? you discuss...things that,

Bring you joy
Make you sad
The half finished doodles
On your sketch pad
But remember how it came to this

Destroy, destroy the internet
Close windows, open doors
Put an end to online wars
Destroy, then rebuild all of our lives which have been filled
With endless propaganda
In our minds they have instilled

Bill gates was told by minions
And tried to log on to the net
The crisis lost him millions
'Unable to connect'

Nymphos, downloaders and gamers cried
On the night that BT's server died
Helplines buzzed and people ran
To topple, a freeserve van

The RIAA rejoiced
Metallica were moist
So they wrote a song that went something like...

Destroy, destroy the internet
Close windows, open doors
Put an end to online wars
Destroy, then rebuild all of our lives which have been filled
With endless propaganda
In our minds they have instilled

Close windows, open doors
Close windows, open doors
Close windows, open doors
Close windows, open doors

(Thanks to Alexis Blue for these lyrics)