plug me in i need to know, turn me on my mind is numbing,
this innocence has been overthrown -- the real world is coming
a beowulf cluster of cynical undead trace routes shrink to fit the die
recursively calling more resources the processor is bound to fry
though i bring across this fertile valley more soldiers to the fray
what i want is an end to this war (of culture vs profit) i've seen a better way
first post killed jon katz on the day Napster died,
new ideas marked as trolls concepts get personified
once we've verbed every noun, idealism: slashdotted,
we will have used all the points that we'd been allotted
corporate interest's interest piqued we cranked the volts, they felt the heat
watch them as they come to strap on a bigger heatsink as we speak
remove the buzzwords, what's left then? tell me that there's something more
than those digital impulses tell me what we built them for.