Dear YouTube, this here’s to you To tell you that your new rules are poo-poo I don’t know who does your business stuff lately But it’s an understatement that they’ve pissed us off greatly Redirecting funds from the kids who have made you And giving them straight to the pricks in the grey suits That couldn’t give a fuck for the YouTube community For a quick buck, there’s nothing that they wouldn’t do to me NerdCubed got struck for publishing a photo That contained nothing but his own fucking logo My mate Gavin got caught making wealth For using music that he stole from himself Boogie hates it too, though he may not be connected But when the walls fall down, he’ll be affected With none of us protected, we’re on some Wild West shit But with an automated sheriff, no-one gets arrested (EGHH!) INFRINGING CONTENT DETECTED! I suggest you don’t even bother to contest it
[Hook] This is the winter of our discontent Where Google gives consent For you to nick content From YouTubers too puny to put up a defence They’re glued; stuck in cement It’s too tough to prevent This is the winter of our discontent Copyright trolls roll up and we are stiffed on rent This is the winter of our discontent Ideally you’d give back every stolen cent