To be sung to Where the Streets Have No Name by U2 (or the Pet Shop Boys cover version):
I wanna blog
I want to speak
I wanna see through the fog
That makes us all weak
I wanna reach out
And touch the flame
Where the tweets have no name
Ha…ha…ha…
I want to feel
The book of my face
To see the cloud as it appears
Without a trace
I want to shelter from the trollish reign
Where the tweets have no name
Ho…ha…

Where the tweets have no name
Where the tweets have no name
We’re still blogging
Then burning CDs
Burning CDs
And when I log on
I log on with you
It’s all I can do

The web is aflood
And our mail turns to spam
We’re beaten and blown by the web
Trampled in ram
I’ll show you a place
High in Second Life Fame
Where the tweets have no name

Where the tweets have no name
Where the tweets have no name
We’re still blogging
Then burning CDs
Burning CDs
And when I log on
I log on with you
It’s all I can do

Our mail turns to spam
We’re beaten and blown by the web
Blown by the web
Oh, and I see our mail
See our mail turn to spam
Oh, we’re beaten and blown by the web
Blown by the web
Oh, when I log on
I log on with you
It’s all I can do