I read on QRZ, oh boy,
About a lucky ham who made upgrade,
And though the news was rather rad,
Well I just had to laugh
I saw the paragraph
He blew his mind on a flame war,
He didn't notice that the fights had raged.
A crowd of posters churned and flared,
Seems he'd lost face before,
Nobody was really sure if it was with the geeks or nerds...

I love to turn Q on.

I saw a thread today oh boy,
The English Office had just dropped the code,
A crowd of posters churned away,
But I declined to post,
Having read a host.

I love to turn Q on.

(tempo changes... sound of rooster, alarm clock)

Surfed up, to QRZ,
Ran a comb through every thread,
Found my way page down and yanked it up,
Looking twice, I noticed it was Hate.

Found my mouse, and grabbed my mat,
Posted back in seconds flat.
Found my way page up and had to choke,
Somebody joked and I went into a scream...

Ahhhhh, ah ah ah.... Ah, ah ah, aha

I read on QRZ, oh boy,
Four thousand trolls been acting prankish here,
And though the trolls were rather droll,
They had to quote them all,
Now we know how many trolls it takes to fill the hall with gall...

I love to turn Q on.