Extremely Online - MC Frontalot

I don’t know how to turn it off.

I don’t know if I want to

And I don’t know if I learned enough to be standing on a

Soap box, telling everyone how to live

Everybody’s got a critique that they’ve got to give

And mine is only as regards my own habitual

Dissemination of the celebration ritual

«Online is so great, let’s all go there!

We’ll be there together, even though it’s nowhere!»

And some scaredy-cats are going to log off

But I’ll tell them: muster bravery, be not soft

Be not often (nor ever) in absentia

And if you get in trouble while you’re logged on, do not mention the

Rapper who told you to never to touch the power switch

I eschew all weaknesses such as cowardice

(I'll evince them often but I don’t admit)

If you’re streaming this record then you’re already it

Don’t know how to turn the box off

Don’t know how to turn, to turn, to turn

Wake up updating feeds and I’m bleeding followers

Though not for want of politesse.

Who is egregious?

All of us

Oh.

Wander onto the avenue, screen at eye level

Camera in the high bezel.

See me seeking my devil

See me stumble, I’ll mumble a couple of repetitions

Of the current obscurities.

Hurry, this transmission is

Up!

Beat those hearts and those thumbs into submission

‘Cause I’m aware of all internet traditions

Ha.

Ha.

I laugh in recognition, not joy

(an emotion I’ve outsourced my ability to deploy)

Think my unlimited toy is in need of a feeding

Venture back home to the bigger displays and plug in as needed

I figure I’ll stay seated for the rest of the day now

There’s no way to relax.

It’ll say how on the forum.

Okay, wow

There’s one technique, and nobody’s verified it:

Flick the power switches off.

But that won’t work, I’ve tried it

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