Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Jonathan Coulton
Coulton describes this song as being about “An AI who wakes up, reads the entire internet, realizes [internet users] are all assholes, and leaves.”
The very first moments of consciousness for this new self-aware internet. It’s waking up, and it’s feeling all of our bullshit. Playground rhymes, Yelp...
[Verse 1]
Lucy had a steamboat
The steamboat had a bell
Lucy went to heaven
But she still felt like hell
So she only gave it 2 stars
"Worst place ever!"
She's the kind of person
Anyway she tries
Always disappointed
So she never feels surprised
When she is always disappointed
She holds my hand
Like I'm a barbed wire fence
Dance like they're watching you
'Cause they are watching you!
[Chorus 1]
And when the bright lights find you
Don't let your heart get lazy
Keep all the worst behind you
That stuff will make you crazy
Don't read the comments, and don't feed the trolls
Don't read the comments, and don't feed the trolls
[Verse 2]
Hello operator
Please give me number 9
And if you disconnect me
I think that would be fine
Because all I can hear is talking
So much talking
I appreciate the outrage
I did the best I could
I've thought about your thinkpiece
I don't think it's any good
And anyway I didn't read it!
Who writes this stuff?
'Cause it makes no sense
I just checked my privilege
And it looks fine to me!
[Chorus 2]
And when the bright lights find you
They're gonna shine right through you
Keep all the worst behind you
Don't let the words get to you
Don't read the comments, and don't feed the trolls
Don't read the comments, and don't feed the trolls
[Verse 3]
Flies are in the meadow
The bees are in the park
Girls and boys are kissing
As we stumble in the dark
And we don't have a lot of time left
You clutch your chest
You fake a heart attack
Laugh it up
Nothing looks good on me
Somebody called
They want their something back
I'm not a piece of meat
I guess I'd like to be?
[Chorus 3]
And when the bright lights find you
Bro, come on bro, don't taze me!
Keep all the worst behind you
That stuff will make you crazy
Don't read the comments, and don't feed the trolls
Don't read the comments, and don't feed the trolls
Don't read the comments, and don't feed the trolls
Don't read the comments, and don't feed the trolls
Don’t Feed the Trolls was written by Jonathan Coulton.
Don’t Feed the Trolls was produced by Christian Cassan.
Jonathan Coulton released Don’t Feed the Trolls on Tue Apr 25 2017.