Spamtec - What is Spam? [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus]
What is spam?
Spam is the tie that bonds us together
And no one is better than the other
What is spam?
Spam is the knife that tears us apart
I ain't got no heart for you brother
X2

[YTCracker]
Spam in my inbox, spam on the board
Spam in my phone line, in my phone coord
Call me Mr. Smith I'm the Joe Internet
Smoking this spam like a cigarette
I forward all my shit to the FTC
Spammer's oasis
A beached apartments on a first-name basis
Been a Spamcop subscriber since '92
Fuck a delete key, how about you?

Tell these lawyers what I got their own retainer
I hate spam, and I can't say it plainer
I work all day and come home to this
Viagra, mortgage, and teenage piss
Why won't they remove me?
Steady abuse me
From the relays to the Usenet news G's
Need a thousand filters just to keep me straight
Spam is the shit, its the shit that I hate

[Repeat Chorus]

I love deals, can't get enough of them
Put my email on the lists and get a rush of them
Naked ladies, remote control cars
Blue pills, diet of the stars
Can't stop ordering
Refinancing my home mortgage and I know I'm not alone
We fund this business, this shit you call spam
I call it paperless coupons, don't give a damn
I look no further than my inbox for bargains
Wait a few minutes then it fills to the margins
The 'net really everything at my fingertips
Shrink my wallet and the size of my hips
I get what I want, when I want it
I can cancel anytime I want, but I won't because I flaunt it
Got so many memberships to so many sites
I can whack all I want, then call it a night

[Repeat Chorus]

[phlow]
Yo that spam in your box? I know you probably hate it
But programmers love it, I'm that guy the creates it
Yeah I said it, I'm the guy that made it
I got reasons why the weed is my brain picks up
Emails lift up
See I got bills to pay
I know how to write programs in a skillful way
I need money in my life to fill the void
Circles in the newspaper, I'm still unemployed
My wife's annoyed
Lack of sleep has got me paranoid
I can scream but no one is around to hear my scratchy voice
Christmas is on the way but there is no cash to buy the toys
I don't want to live like this but I don't have a choice
I live inside my shadowy dark loneliness
I work all day then come home to this
What kind of home is this?
You can't judge me, you don't know me bitch
I'm constantly searching for surfaces
Each email feeds off my nervousness
I waste each day of my life not knowing what my purpose is
Living check to check, mail to mail, seed to seed
Instead to collect I cannot fail, I need some leads
I ain't in the kitchen but I can always feel the heat
Following project means my life will never be complete
So the next time you get my spam and try to fuck me?
Fuck yourself, go whack your shit until its ugly
Just because you can't see me doesn't mean that you're above it
I keep my shit unlocked so there is no way that you can touch me

[caller]
You fucking asshole get me off your fucking email list!
You're a dickhead, fuck off!