So many lines there to view
To make sure no-one dares to sue
But does anybody read
All of it? Don't know 'bout you
But my ass avoids it ev'ry time
Quick-scrolling down to find out where I
Can make it all go away, the little box that they've placed
To get on with this program's use

And I know that some tiny part of this will go
And bite me right in the ass, it blows
But it remains the truth, can't change it now
Reading the terms? Won't happen, no doubt

A super-long list of things I can't do
But none of it spells it clearly, it's true
If it was all written plain, it would be no pain
To scroll through the whole thing, dude

They should know that not one damn part shall end up known
It's pretty clear folks just wanna go
And use shit, so they choose to skip it now
Pass on the terms no-one cares about

To read 'em would be a waste of time, never had a mate
Who got locked up 'cause of some obscure-ass rule
That fate would only end up employed in a book that's devoid
Of good times, quite unsubtle, true

And I know there's some nasty part of their M.O.
Where they can't let it lie, that's gotta blow
Yes, I know (ooh-ooh) there's likely a part of their M.O. (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Where dropping it's not in their control
A compromise could surely get worked out
So that the terms are clear? That I doubt