It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd logs in
There's an autist Tweetin' next to me
Sendin' poasts to his groupchat within
He says, "Son can you find me a banger Tweet?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's true and it's elite and I knew it complete
When I read a Hakan man's poasts"
La, la-la, di-di-da
La-la di-di-da da-dum
Send us a Tweet, you're the Twitter man
Send us a Tweet tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a banger Tweet
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now Cimm on his phone is a friend of mine
He likes my tweets for free
And he’s quick with a bird, or some of his words
But there’s some place that he’d rather be
He says, Man, I believe this is killing me
As the views drain away from his page
Well I know I’d go viral someday
If Elon’d let me out of this place
Oh, la, la-la, di-di-da
La-la di-di-da da-dum
Now Chadicus was a Twitter novelist
Online in search of a wife
And he’s talkin’ with Achilles, and his mulatto kiddies
And he will regret his whole life
And E-girls are practicing politics
As the greek statues slowly get doxxed
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than Tweetin' alone
It's a pretty good Tweet for a Saturday
And the GC gives me a smile
'Cause they knows that it's me who's been reading their tweets
To forget about life for a while
And the TL lights up like a carnival
The replies can’t tell if I’m sincere
But they put a few back and subscribe to my ‘stack
I think this is the poast of the year
La, la-la, di-di-da
La-la di-di-da da-dum
Send us a Tweet, you're the Twitter man
Send us a Tweet tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a banger Tweet
And you've got us feelin' alright