I’m on Facebook But Where’s My Friends?

(Warner-Cilia)

I’m on Facebook but where’s my friends?

I saved up my cash and bought my new computer

I-pad, camera, big widescreen
My snapshot’s all uploaded, there’s no a micro-chip outmoded

And I’ve been waiting six days one hour seventeen

I’m on Facebook but where’s my friends?

This can’t be how my story ends

I’m telling you there’s something wrong

Because I know the words to every Taylor Swift song

But I’m on Facebook and I ain’t got no friends

I wear a trim goatee with my Celtic tat

Cuban heels and a pork-pie hat

I got everything required to be somebody desired

But nobody out there wants to be my friend

I’m on Facebook but where’s my friends?

This can’t be how my story ends

I’m telling you there’s something wrong

Because I know the words to every Taylor Swift song

But I’m on Facebook and I ain’t got no friends

Be my friend, be my friend, be my friend

Facebook friends – you’ve no requests

Facebook friends – you have no guests

Facebook friends – I’m freaking out I’m Faceless

I had enough so I sold my new computer

Took the funds and found the nearest boozer

I’m pretty soon conversing to a bunch of tech reversings

Like me they’re losers but they are genuine

I’m not on Facebook and here’s my friends

This is how my story ends

I’m telling you there’s something right

Skin to skin most every night

So long Facebook but now I got real friends.