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, 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



Credits
Writer(s): Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton
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