Weird Al Yankovic lyrics
Weird Al Yankovic lyrics
"It's All About The Pentiums lyrics"
False Ideals lyrics
Invented by the human mind Not knowing what was real What sort of god lets people die? Yet still to him you kneel Only hypocrites and sinners Feel they have something to gain And the old, torn and afflicted Think that he can heal their pain What is wrong, why can't these people see? Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy? You will find you cannot face adversity No more time, such insecurity Born again your conscience clear You give your life to him Renounce th
It's all about the Pentiums, babyInvented by the human mind Not knowing what was real What sort of god lets people die? Yet still to him you kneel Only hypocrites and sinners Feel they have something to gain And the old, torn and afflicted Think that he can heal their pain What is wrong, why can't these people see? Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy? You will find you cannot face adversity No more time, such insecurity Born again your conscience clear You give your life to him Renounce th
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Pentiums, baby
It's all about the Pentiums, baby
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
Yeah
What y'all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
Workin' at a desk with a dumb little placard?
Yeah, payin' the bills with my mad programming skills
Defraggin' my hard drive for thrills
I got me a hundred gigabytes of RAM
I never feed trolls and I don't read spam
Installed a T1 line in my house
Always at my PC, double-clickin' on my mizouse
Upgrade my system at least twice a day
I'm strictly plug-and-play, I ain't afraid of Y2K
I'm down with Bill Gates, I call him "Money" for short
I phone him up at home and I make him do m
Artifacts Of The Black Rain lyrics
(Jesper, Bj?rn) Stood there leaning to the city moon, casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms the black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque in the serpentine sun of tragedy basked Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass with their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl a lone, silent warrior in a fantasy world He cried for night / but bnight could not come so, swept in the shroud of Misanthropia h
y tech support(Jesper, Bj?rn) Stood there leaning to the city moon, casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms the black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque in the serpentine sun of tragedy basked Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass with their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl a lone, silent warrior in a fantasy world He cried for night / but bnight could not come so, swept in the shroud of Misanthropia h
It's all about the Pentiums, what?
You've gotta be the dumbest newbie I've ever seen
You've got white-out all over your screen
You think your Commodore 64 is really neato
What kinda chip you got in there, a Dorito?
You're usin' a 286? Don't make me laugh
Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half?
You could back up your whole hard drive on a floppy diskette
You're the biggest joke on the Internet
Your database is a disaster
You're waxin' your modem, tryin' to make it go faster
Hey fella, I bet you're still livin' in your parents' cellar
Downloadin' pictures of Sarah Michelle Gellar
And postin' "Me too!" like some brain-dead AOL-er
I should do the world a favor and cap you like Old Yeller
You're just about as useless as jpegs to Hellen Keller
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
It's all
Never Say Never Again lyrics
I got something to tell y'all today Some of y'all might not like it But then again somebody out there might just well So let me take my time to tell you I feel good about telling you all of this Can I get a witness yeah, yeah Ever since I was a baby boy I played with ladies like my toys Always said I would never fall in love Don't want to care about a woman that much Never thought I would meet a girl Who would change my attitude now my heart
about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)I got something to tell y'all today Some of y'all might not like it But then again somebody out there might just well So let me take my time to tell you I feel good about telling you all of this Can I get a witness yeah, yeah Ever since I was a baby boy I played with ladies like my toys Always said I would never fall in love Don't want to care about a woman that much Never thought I would meet a girl Who would change my attitude now my heart
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
Uh, uh, loggin' in now
Wanna run wit my crew, hah?
Rule cyberspace and crunch numbers like I do?
They call me the king of the spreadsheets
Got 'em printed out on my bedsheets
My new computer's got the clocks, it rocks
But it was obsolete before I opened the box
You say you've had your desktop for over a week?
Throw that junk away, man, it's an antique
Your laptop is a month old? Well that's great
If you could use a nice, heavy paperweight
My digital media is write-protected
Every file inspected, no viruses detected
I beta tested every operation system
Gave props to some, and others? I dissed 'em
While your computer's cr
Let The Sunshine In lyrics
Let the sunshineLet the sunshine inThe sunshine inLet the sunshineLet the sunshine inThe sunshine inWe starveLook at one anotherShort of breathWalkingProudly in our winter coatsWearing smells from laboratoriesFacing a dying nationOf moving paper fantasyListening for the new told liesWith supreme visionsOf lonely tunesLet the sunshineLet the sunshine inThe sunshine inLet the sunshine
ashin', mine's multitaskin'Let the sunshineLet the sunshine inThe sunshine inLet the sunshineLet the sunshine inThe sunshine inWe starveLook at one anotherShort of breathWalkingProudly in our winter coatsWearing smells from laboratoriesFacing a dying nationOf moving paper fantasyListening for the new told liesWith supreme visionsOf lonely tunesLet the sunshineLet the sunshine inThe sunshine inLet the sunshine
It does all my work without me even askin'
Got a flat-screen monitor forty inches wide wide
I believe that your says "Etch-A-Sketch" on the side
In a 32-bit world, you're a 2-bit user
You've got your own newsgroup, "alt.total-loser"
Your motherboard melts when you try to send a fax
Where'd you get your CPU, in a box of Cracker Jacks?
Play me online? Well, you know that I'll beat you
If I ever meet you I'll control-alt-delete you
What? What? What? What? What?
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
It's all about the Pentiums! (It's all about the Pentiums, baby)
Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
What??