Текст: John Vanderslice. Bill Gates Must Die.

Teeny tiny little teens
Keep pouring out of my machine
I just typed a word
And I just pressed return

Someone makes this easy
Someone makes this inevitable
So for bring me here
Bill Gates must die, must die

People stray
Just dont say
I'll never make it back
Intact

Teeny tiny little teens
Keep pouring out of my machine
Backdoors
Passwords galore

Only the hackers
Only the feds
Know just how far out I?ve been
So for bringing me here