Lyrics:

I had ‘four hundred ‘bands,
was the ‘king of phone’lands.
‘Upload and ‘download.
By ‘phone in my ‘hands
 
I did not feel ‘strange,
could ‘reach beyond ‘range
with ‘plenty of ‘data
and ‘bummer ex’change
 
 
‘Typing and ‘reading
‘Sending re’ceiving
‘Texting and ‘staring
‘Socially ‘sharing
 
‘Type, ‘Record, ‘Send
De’livered, ‘Seen, ‘Read
Re’act, Re’ply, ‘Send
De’livered, ‘Seen, ‘Read
(Thumbs up / Like)
 
 
In ‘Phoneland
‘I am your ‘friend
In ‘Phoneland
We ‘chat hand ‘in hand
 
In ‘Phoneland
‘I am a ‘friend
To’gether ‘we ‘are
‘Iso’lated
 
 
 
I ‘can get no ‘sleep
At ‘night hearing ‘beep
‘Hours of ‘screen time
Infor’mation so ‘deep
 
No ‘voice, mood or ‘tone
Can’t ‘read them on ‘phone
‘Causes con’fusion
Re’lationships ‘blown
 
 
 
‘Typing and ‘reading
‘Sending re’ceiving
‘Texting and ‘staring
‘Socially ‘sharing
 
‘Type, ‘Record, ‘Send
De’livered, ‘Seen, ‘Read
Re’act, Re’ply, ‘Send
De’livered, ‘Seen, ‘Read
(Thumbs up / Like)
 
 
In ‘Phoneland
‘I am your ‘friend
In ‘Phoneland
We ‘chat hand ‘in hand
 
In ‘Phoneland
‘I am a ‘friend
To’gether ‘we ‘are
‘Iso’lated
 
 
‘Lonely’land, ‘Lonely’land
‘Lonely’land, ‘Lonely’land
 
 
Rare ‘posting is ‘wise
To ‘give that ad’vise
‘Online I’m ‘hermit,
Re’lieving my ‘eyes
 
 
‘Voice, mood and ‘tone
I ‘hear that on ‘phone
‘Fast instant ‘feedback
I ‘don’t feel a’lone
 
 
In ‘Phoneland
‘I am your ‘friend
In ‘Phoneland
We ‘chat hand ‘in hand
 
In ‘Phoneland
‘I am a ‘friend
To’gether ‘we ‘are
‘Iso’lated


Words: Adam Szabo
Composition: Adam Szabo
Created 2021 - Unpublished