W3: told from the perspective of an inanimate object, in this case your internet browser's privacy mode.
Privacy Mode, You Turn Me On
c Mark Greenberg
Privacy mode, privacy mode, you turn me on
And when you turn me off, no one knows where you've gone
I hold no memories or your browsing history
So just turn me on, I'm your privacy mode, just turn me on
I know you have problems, but just for this session
You can browse any question, even those too weird to mention
Any time you crave the kink
Or Google "why does my breath stink?"
Just turn me on, privacy mode, just turn me on
You can plan a secret purchase, or maybe asking for a friend
We can see where you're going but we can't see where you've been
You may think "what's the harm?"
To research "how to build a bomb"
But just wait and see if the FBI subpoenas your ISP