| Can't believe this hasn't been uploaded already Lyrics: Workin' on a laptop, close to the end Of a job I've been doin' since half past ten I don't believe that it's frozen again The system has gone down-o, down-o, down-o I don't believe that it's frozen again, the system has gone down-o So I took it down to the help desk guy I said, Make it better, or I'm gonna cry He said, I'm sorry, your computer has died The data can no longer be found-o, found-o, found-o He said, I'm sorry, your computer has died, the data can no longer be found-o To the roof with the laptop I did go Over to the edge and I gave it a throw And when it arrived seven stories below It really made a mighty fine sound-o, sound-o, sound-o When it arrived seven stories below, it really made a mighty fine sound-o Well, that didn't do enough to ease my pain So I went down to Dulles and I got on a plane Sayin', This is all Billy Gates's fault I'm gonna be trackin' him down-o, down-o, down-o This is all Billy Gates's fault, I'm gonna be trackin' him down-o Touched down in Seattle and got off the plane Hit Starbucks to get out of the rain Paid all o' my dough for a thimble o' joe Full o' foam and the cinnamon brown-o, brown-o, brown-o All o' my dough for a thimble o' joe full o' foam and the cinnamon brown-o When the Gates found out about my plan He packed up a bag, turned tail and ran Megalo-man took it out on the lam And hid way underground-o, ground-o, ground-o Megalo-man took it out on the lam and hid way ... |
