Koznyi novyi den ty pochynayesh,
Natysnuvshy na kruhlu knopku.
Novi povidomlennya chytayesh,
A vse reshta prosto f topku!

Pryspiv:
Zamist' neba – blakytnyi monitor,
Zamist' pochuttiv – smayly.
I kozen den c'oho povtor,
V nashych hrudyach fayly.

A koly nichto ne pyshe,
Ty vpadayesh v depesnyak,
Ta monitor ty ne oblyshesh,
Bo ne vychodyt', nu niyak!
Ty budesh status sviy minyaty,
Napyshesh, shcho zyttya layno,
Ale usim na ce nasraty,
Bo v koznoho take z kino.

Pryspiv

Nashu svobodu zapolonyly monitory,
V nych my harnyuni, a u zytti potvory.
I kilka soten druziv tam,
A u zytti ty... Sam! Sam! Sam!