The Queen of Hard Rock

Ok, so there is a girl named Facebook. What’s next? Teachers calling their pupils by their Twitter URLs?

This is sort of what my song “I Hate My IPhone” is about:

So I called out on Facebook / No update

And I logged on to Twitter / No reply

I am listening / To the wrong ideas?

I wanna meet my friends / Face to face

 

I hate my Iphone / it’s missing

That stupid little thing

Don’t know what / I should do now

Now that I’m without

 

I’ll buy myself a robot

That can teach me everything

As long as he is in sync

I’ll teach him him to dance

I’ll teach him how to dance…

xoxo The Queen of Hard Rock