Flamewars and pixel fights
Back and forth in net leet
Twitter noise, another tweet
Things too hard to believe —
so log off

My heart’s in the real world
My brain’s online without you
All my friends are checkin’ Facebook
Talkin’ bad about you know who who who
My hand’s typin’ riddles
But I just can’t seem to find a clue
So I take a swig of whiskey
And jump into the chat room without a view

And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the New Year’s Eve blues

Bugs in the codebase
Worms in the server farm
All my neighbors think I’m crazy
And my girl thinks I’m losin’ my cool cool cool
And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the New Year’s Eve blues

Don’t look to 4chan to change your seasons
It’s the American dream
Souls of hackers, wireless streams
Can’t seem to find no peace so log off

And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
I got the New Year’s Eve blues
And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the New Year’s Eve blues

I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues,
I got the blues
I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues …

To the tune of City Boy Blues by Motley Crue.

SpendFool, New Year’s Eve Day just isn’t the same without you.