Dead Ipod Song

Within every electronic device
There lies a seed dormant and waiting to be released
Somewhere between 18 months and 2 years
It will sprout and begin to choke the life out

And if you've got an iPod
You know exactly what we're talking about
You press the power button and what happened was nothing
The doom seed has germinated
Your iPod shall not be recessitated

Now you gotta figure out what you gon' do with your dead iPod
Write a eulogy and bury it in your backyard
Even though it's broke, just pretend like it's not
To avoid conversation with strangers at the bus stop
Use it as a weapon if you're being attacked
You know what, on second thought, scratch that

Tape it to your body, call it a bodswitch
Put it in a hoagie, call it an iPodwich
A paperweight is lame unless there's a fan on your desk
And even in that case, a manhole cover works best
Or keep it simple 'cause less is more
Put it in a shoebox in the back of a drawer

Then 50 years from today your grandkids will find it and say,
"You listened to music on this?
You mean when you were a kid,
you didn't have music uploaded directly to your brain?"
And you'll say, "Naw, we just had iPods."