I found a non-secure connection Or a thousand I'm routing attacks Through an unsuspecting little shop Seventy-five hundred miles away I'm no part of any sleeper cell I lurk happily on forums and bad code I do it just for fun and out of boredom Flip the kill switch to unleash an erasing virus I'm a low-grade threat just fooling around I put a red skeleton picture on your screen I've got all your data, I've got all your secrets Good luck, you can't stop it, no way to protect it I infect, I attack, I steal, I take, I disable And I taught myself manuals are weapons to enable The too-big-to-fails find their money funds exchanged And the men in charge are totally enraged Epic poets of the future will write The soul of the warrior must fight Avenging every insult and slight Down to his last megabyte Helen who launched a thousand ships Inspiring ego trips with microchips Movie scripts with wetted lips All worldly worth lies twixt two hips As the sun lights your face in the morning As my hacking loud tempests are storming Your inbox will give you its warning Of attacks from the suitor you're scorningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
