[Verse 1] I clicked on the box at the bottom of the screen, Seven hundred and eighty-two pages unseen. They tell me I've read the entire agreement— I haven't, but behold my spiritual achievement. (Read it, read it, read it) Scroll, scroll, scroll through the legalese, "Perpetual rights to my data," if you please. But my toaster needs updating, what choice do I have? I'm signing away my medical history for a laugh. [Pre-Chorus] They've got us where they want us, One button away. We don't know what we've promised, But we're clicking anyway. [Chorus] Welcome to the fine print, The things you'll never know. I've married seventeen corporations And the wedding gifts just flow. (Flow, flow, flow) I sold my third location— My privacy, my peace— For a thermostat that learns me And a lifetime guarantee That I'll regret this later, But I'm clicking today. Welcome to the fine print, Where everyone's the same. [Verse 2] My refrigerator's cataloguing my appetites, My watch is recording the rhythm of my quiet nights. They own the right to monetize my sleep, They're probably selling my dreams to mattress vendors cheap. (Yes, yes, monetize) (Your whole entire life) There's a clause about forced arbitration, A subsection regarding notification, Section forty-three, paragraph D dash nine, Says they can rewrite the rules at any time. (Any time, any time) (And we won't even mind) [Bridge] I have agreed to— (Oh, oh, oh) Letting them track where I go, (Where I go) What I buy, who I know, (Who I know) That I cannot sue them, (Oh) That I cannot pursue them, (Pursue them) That I promise not to reverse engineer— (We don't even know what that means!) —the proprietary software that's listening right here! In my bedroom, in my kitchen, in the car, In the dark, in the morning, where they are, Always watching, always learning, never done, Every bite, every word, every one. [Chorus 2] Welcome to the fine print, The terms of my surrender. I became a product The day that I hit "Remember." (Remember, remember, remember) They'll sell my second location— My face, my voice, my name— To any algorithm that can afford the price, And I'll do it all again. 'Cause I don't read the fine print, It's easier that way. Welcome to the fine print, We're here, we're here to stay. [Outro] I clicked on the box... (Don't read it, don't think) At the bottom of the screen... (Just scroll down, scroll down) Seven hundred and eighty-two pages... (Unseen, unseen, unseen)
