Internet Commando

Spineless haters sat at their screens

Masturbators by all manner of means

Stab in the back from enemies unseen

Lower form of life there's never been

You think you hide, I might know your face

You got no pride, you're a real disgrace

If I can't stop it, I'll take it like a man though

I won't be troubled by an internet commando

Real world exists outside your room

Come taste the whiskey, smell the perfume

Your life is wasted sat in the gloom

So show some balls, stir from your tomb

I'm a big boy now, I can take it all

So grow up suckers, come to the ball

Say it to my face or don't say it at all

Or fuck you, fuck them, fuck 'em all