WE'RE THE VOICE
We have
The chance to turn the bloggers over
We can hate what they want to write
We gotta make ends meet, grab the corporate dollar
They're all gutless bloggers
They're all gutless scum
How long can we look at each other
And just let the future come
We're the Voice, you better understand it
Making noise for Rupert's mates
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We're not gonna sit in silence
We're not gonna allow debates
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
It's time
To show on-line mangy dogs
We don't at all feel threatened
By the power of the cowardly blogs
They're all gutless bloggers
They're all gutless scum
How long can we look at each other
And just let the future come
We're the Voice, you better understand it
Nothing they say makes any sense
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We're not gonna sit in silence
We're gonna put up a strong defence
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
They're all hopeless bludgers
They're all steeped in shite
We're gonna pull them down you'll see
Murdoch says we've got the right
We're the Voice, you better understand it
See our words they're filled with hate
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We're not gonna sit in silence
You'd better pull your head in mate
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!