歌詞
In the realm of Iconosquare, where messages flow,
There's a nuisance named Roberto, causing woe.
Spamming our inbox, his messages fly,
CSM agents' patience starts to run dry."
(Chorus)
Roberto Rime, a pest with no end,
Plaguing Iconosquare, driving us 'round the bend.
With each notification, our frustration swells,
Oh Roberto Rime, casting your spells.
(Verse)
To Keremy we plead, seeking relief,
But his advice offers no reprieve.
"Just delete them one by one," he nonchalantly sighs,
While Roberto's spam fills our digital skies.
[9 h 33] Chorus)
Roberto Rime, a pest with no end,
Plaguing Iconosquare, driving us 'round the bend.
With each notification, our frustration swells,
Oh Roberto Rime, casting your spells.
14 h 28
Roberto Rime, a thorn in our side,
Jeremy's indifference we cannot abide.
With every ping, our anger grows,
Oh Roberto Rime, the thorn in our prose
(Bridge)
We yearn for a solution to end this strife,
To rid our inbox of Roberto's spam life.
But Jeremy's shrug leaves us feeling bereft,
In this battle of wills, we're left adrift.
[9 h 34] (Chorus)
Roberto Rime, a vexing foe,
Keremy's response, a bitter blow.
With each unwanted message, our patience erodes,
Oh Roberto Rime, spreading your digital codes.
In the realm of Iconosquare, where messages flow,
There's a nuisance named Roberto, causing woe.
Spamming our inbox, his messages fly,
CSM agents' patience starts to run dry."
(Chorus)
Roberto Rime, a pest with no end,
Plaguing Iconosquare, driving us 'round the bend.
With each notification, our frustration swells,
Oh Roberto Rime, casting your spells.
(Verse)
To Jeremy we plead, seeking relief,
But his advice offers no reprieve.
"Just delete them one by one," he nonchalantly sighs,
While Roberto's spam fills our digital skies.
[9 h 33] Chorus)
Roberto Rime, a pest with no end,
Plaguing Iconosquare, driving us 'round the bend.
With each notification, our frustration swells,
Oh Roberto Rime, casting your spells.
Roberto Rime, a thorn in our side,
Jeremy's indifference we cannot abide.
With every ping, our anger grows,
Oh Roberto Rime, the thorn in our prose
(Bridge)
We yearn for a solution to end this strife,
To rid our inbox of Roberto's spam life.
But Jeremy's shrug leaves us feeling bereft,
In this battle of wills, we're left adrift.
[9 h 34] (Chorus)
Roberto Rime, a vexing foe,
Keremy's response, a bitter blow.
With each unwanted message, our patience erodes,
Oh Roberto Rime, spreading your digital codes.
