The Gates

Workin' on a laptop, close to the end Of a job I've been doing 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 And I said "make it better or I'm gonna cry" He said, "I'm sorry, your computer has died, And 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 And 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 And I'm gonna be trackin' him down-o, down-o, down-o" Sayin' "this is all billy gates's fault And 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 of my dough for a thimble of joe Full o' foam and the cinnamon brown-o, brown-o, brown-o Paid all of my dough for a thimble of joe Full o' foam and the cinnamon brown-o When the gates found out about my plan He packed up his 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 underground-o Well the gates been a-runnin' ever since that day He thinks he can hide but he can't get away When I finally find his little skinny behind Gonna kick it all over this town-o, town-o, town-o When I finally find his little skinny behind Gonna kick it all over this town