In my head there's fluid sand
Sometimes it doesn't control my hand
That strokes my mouse as a pet and starts clicking and clicking.
In my soul’s printed one parole
So I keep playing a stupid role
Still falling into dreary hole clicking and clicking and clicking.
Now I live in a digital universe
I’ve got digital dreams and boys
Chorus:
Caught in the web without a right for choice
Like a moth in a trap
Sensitivity gap protects from noise
But results in clickomania, mania
I'm lonely and abandoned.
If you were only candid
You could have seen that I would be clicking and clicking and clicking
I'm clicking while I'm sleeping
I'm clicking like a chicken
That has a proper size of mind to keep clicking and clicking.
Now I live in a digital universe
I’ve got digital dreams and boys
Chorus:
Caught in the web without a right for choice
Like a moth in a trap
Sensitivity gap protects from noise
But results in clickomania, mania
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