GNAA Weev Song, based on Kesha's 〈TiK ToK〉.
The song's about a hacker Andrew Alan Escher Auernheimer (born 1985), aka weev.
Get on to IRC to pass some time Got my vHost set up so I will be just fine Before I type in a meme and I hit enter he logs on the prophet our lulz mentor
I'm talkin major trolling here (here) Faggotry makes us tear (tear) tears of laughter, so it's fine (fine) Figured out what words to choose (choose) so I decide to mention jews (jew) Shit i've been G-Lined…
△1 Oh Shit, Oh Crap It's another Weev attack don't know what to do so I guess i'll baw to you DDOS, Yeah it's a time to stress L-o-l-o-l-o-l l-o-l-o-l-o-l Our new president of the GNAA good times about to come and thats all i've got to say Already flooding places oh the look on their faces L-o-l-o-l-o-l l-o-l-o-l-o-l
Aint got a care in the world but he's got plenty of plans And on sunday theres a gospel for all of his fans And now he'll talk about our failing economy The trash, pollution, and lack of plankton in the sea I'm talkin major trolling here (here) Faggotry makes us tear (tear) tears of laughter, so it's fine (fine) Now now now trying to avoid my ban (ban) The see me, what a bad plan (plan) shouldn't have mentioned jews again… mentioned jews again..
You talk about everything to come and it makes me really nervous but then I think and have to smile if theres a future where weev leads us (×2) Now the lolling wont stop once weev begins
Thanks to weev, Allychan, meowcat for info. Lyrics from http://majorityrights.com/weblog/comments/free_weev.
Here's Kesha's Tik Tok.
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy (Hey, what up girl?) Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city (Let's go) Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack 'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back I'm talking pedicure on our toes, toes Trying on all our clothes, clothes Boys blowing up our phones, phones Drop-topping, playing our favorite CDs Pulling up to the parties Trying to get a little bit tipsy Don't stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, I'mma fight 'Til we see the sunlight Tick tock on the clock But the party don't stop, no Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here And now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk Boys tryin' to touch my junk, junk Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out Or the police shut us down, down Police shut us down, down Po-po shut us DJ, you build me up You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me With my hands up You got me now You got that sound Yeah, you got me … Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in