Didn't know what time it was the lights were low oh-oh
I dialed in to my lil micro oh-oh
Some cat was layin down some rock'n grep lotta streams, he sed
Then my loud cloud did seem to fay-ay-ade
Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phay-ay-ase
That weren't no D-DOS that was hazy cosmic jive

There's a *man searching through our files
He'd like to be selective
But he wants to know mankind

There's a *man waiting in the sky
He's told us he will store it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children search free

I had to phone someone so I picked on you
Hey, that's far out so he searched you too!
Switch on the log stream you may pick him up on process two
Open a window he saves in sqli-i-ite
My system sparkles with his scans tonighi-i-ite
Don't tell your admin or he'll lock up our bytes

There's a *man searching through our files
He'd like to be selective
But he wants to know mankind

There's a *man waiting in the sky
He's told us he will store it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children search free