Lyrics

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, oh Down, oh, down, oh I don't believe that it's frozen again The system has gone down, oh 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, oh Found, oh, found, oh He said, "I'm sorry, your computer has died" The data can no longer be found, oh 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, oh Sound, oh, sound, oh When it arrived, seven stories below It really made a mighty fine sound, oh Well, that didn't do enough to ease my pain So, I went down to Dulles and I got on a plane Saying this all Billy Gates' fault I'm gonna be tracking him down, oh Down, oh, down, oh This all Billy Gates' fault I'm gonna be tracking him down, oh Touched down at 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 of foam and a cinnamon brown, oh Brown, oh, brown, oh All of my dough for a thimble of Joe Full of foam and a cinnamon brown, oh When the Gates found out about my plan He packed up a bag, turned tail and ran Megaloman took it out on the lam And hid way underground, oh Ground, oh, ground, oh Megaloman took it out on the lam And hid way underground, oh Well, the Gates been runnin' ever since that day 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, oh Town, oh, town, oh Finally, find his little skinny behind Gonna kick it all over this town
Writer(s): Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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