Internet Commando

Spineless haters sat at their screens
Masturbators by all manner of means
Stab in the back from enemies unseen
Lower form of life there's never been

You think you hide, I might know your face
You got no pride, you're a real disgrace
If I can't stop it, I'll take it like a man though
I won't be troubled by an internet commando

Real world exists outside your room
Come taste the whiskey, smell the perfume
Your life is wasted sat in the gloom
So show some balls, stir from your tomb

I'm a big boy now, I can take it all
So grow up suckers, come to the ball
Say it to my face or don't say it at all
Or fuck you, fuck them, fuck 'em all