ODE TO MY ONLINE WORLD
sung to the tune of “How Sweet It Is” with apologies to James Taylor.
How desperate I am to be liked by you.
How desperate I am to be liked by you.
I’m a political grandstander and social media whore,
and there you are.
I need to tell the world about my ups and downs,
and there you are.
I believe all I see, so don’t argue with me.
I want to be a COP, and globally shame villains.
I want the world to STOP, exploiting me, yes I do.
How desperate I am to be liked by you.
My profile’s a goldmine.
How desperate I am to be liked by you.
I get depressed at night, wishing celebrities were in my life.
I’ve convinced myself I’m not a bore.
I POST photos and Tweet more and more.
But you occupy all of my days with time-wasting in so many ways.
I want to be a COP, and globally shame villains.
I just want the world to STOP, exploiting me, oh yes.
How desperate I am to be liked by you.
I get outraged sometimes.
How desperate I am to be liked by you. Whoa, yeah.
Everyone’s better than me. I’m not proud of myself.
You’re my whole life. I do nothing else.
I want to be a COP, and globally shame villains.
I just want the world to STOP, exploiting me, oh yes.
How desperate I am to be liked by you.
How desperate I am to be liked by you. Whoa, now.
How desperate I am to be liked by you.
I’m like, tag me, baby, oh now.
How desperate I am to be liked by you.
I’m like money to Big Tech, baby.
How desperate I am to be liked by you…