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interwebs fucked up everything (single)

by Suburban Bukowskis

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"interwebs fucked up everything"

Well the interwebs fucked up everything,
and that’s the truth you know?
Yeah the interwebs fucks up everything,
I wish we could just let it go.

Before the interwebs, we all lived in a world of harmony and peace. All was perfect – the sky was forever blue.

There was no racism. Sure there was civil wars, slavery, and colonialism, but there was no racism because there was no interwebs.

And everyone who wanted to had a job because their job hadn’t been replaced by an app on the interwebs.

All was perfect, and the people we voted to be President of the free world could read and do basic mathematics. Isn’t that special? But then the interwebs fucked it.

Because the interwebs fucked up everything,
that’s the truth you know?
Yeah the interwebs fucks up everything,
I wish we could just let it go.

And the children ate of the candied air that grew on the trees, as the birds sang Led Zeppelin songs. And all the beer was free.

Then the interwebs fucked it. Made us all watch porn twelve hours a day, or maybe that’s just me, it’s hard to say. There’s this thing Red Tube, I can’t work out how to turn it off, but anyway that’s beside the point.

And Facadebook made us all friendless because we’re all competing for friends on Facadebook, like Twits.

And we have to join the groups, and the people still crying about Prince. I mean David Bowie sure, but Prince? Move on. Get over it. And George Michael - I’m not even going there.

But when Daryl Somers is gone we’ll know it was the interwebs that’s to blame. When David Hasselhoff is no longer with us we’ll be able to say that the interwebs fucked up everything, again.

And then there’s that whole thing with Putin and Trump and Cambridge Analytics and the death of journalism.

Because the interwebs fucked up everything,
that’s the truth you know?
Yeah the interwebs fucks up everything,
I wish we could just let it go.
Well the interwebs fucked up everything,
that’s the truth you know?
Yeah the interwebs fucks up everything,
I wish we could just let it go.

I gotta take a Wikileak.

credits

released December 8, 2018
Benito Di Fonzo - guitar and vocals
Mike Sheehan - bass and backing vocals
Rich Machine - drums and percussion

Written by Benito Di Fonzo
Recorded & mixed by Geoff Lee at Zen Studios, Sydney
Cover art by Melita Rowston

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Suburban Bukowskis Sydney, Australia

Upbeat, folky, funny neo-beatnik tales of failure, fun, and excess in the wild inner-west are trademark of the narrative poem-songs (or pongs) penned by award-winning playwright and poet, Benito Di Fonzo. Accompanied by veteran bassist Mike Sheehan, drummer Justine Wahlin, and lead guitarist Pete Fenwick. Rhum.org.au called Benito's writing, "Clever, witty, sharp and surreal.” " ... more

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