Row 2 – whoa!
StubHub’s tix are close
Smell the breathing
Almost touch their nose

Small pay wall
People prove their lives
And they’re clicking, lightly
Check each street sign – Captcha!

Jack for snack
School lunch tab in black
Online payment
And a wild syntax

“K” or “k”
Sadly I’ve no clue
And it’s letter chopping
Twenty-four hour shopping with Captcha

J.P. Getty told me money’s gonna fly
Benjis slide in fiber optic lines
Cash is past, cash has cooled
Je suis humain, but you need proof

And you don’t stop, web shop
Go on to the dresser top
And you get out your card and you shop real hard
And you surf all night and then you buy a light
And it folds right down and comes FedEx Ground
And out comes a test with cars
And you click on one, but next one’s hunh?
And you feel dread and you scratch your head
And then you’re seein’ phantom cars
You turn on the light, lookin’ hard
You see Toyotas, Yugos too
Ferraris and a Saturn Vue
And it don’t stop, you keep on seein’ cars
Then, when everything is checked
You get nothing right and redo the test with signs on a street
Urge to merge, Drive Fifty-five
1-0-1, manhole drain
Call “2” to tow
Right lane for slow, cause the test with cars
Made you a tard, your ego scarred
Yeah 0-for-dough, wailed ‘n failed, stopped and flopped
You’re going to lose ‘em all
Captcha, BE SURE!
Is that a 4? Click only doors?!
Don’t strain your brain, pick all trains
You’ll be thinking you’re insane
And it won’t stop, ‘til green check

Well now you see every square with trees
Just put your click on those three
‘Cause debit and charge can get you far when the cart is done
And now it’s up to cyberspace
Where you just have to prove you’re with the human race
And you’re ripped off, and you boycott
JUST - I’M NOT ROBOT!
‘Cause the man with green stopped his misread of a placid scene
And now he only shops the streets, PAY UP!