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It's all about the Pentiums, baby
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Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
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Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
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It's all about the Pentiums, baby
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It's all about the Pentiums, baby
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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Yeah
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What y'all wanna do?
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Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
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Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
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Nine to five, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
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Workin' at a desk with a dumb little placard?
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Yeah, payin' the bills with my mad programming skills
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Defraggin' my hard drive for thrills
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I got me a hundred gigabytes of RAM
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I never feed trolls and I don't read spam
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Installed a T1 line in my house
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Always at my PC, double-clickin' on my mizouse
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Upgrade my system at least twice a day
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I'm strictly plug-and-play, I ain't afraid of Y2K
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I'm down with Bill Gates, I call him Money for short
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I phone him up at home and I make him do my tech support
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It's all about the Pentiums, what?
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You've gotta be the dumbest newbie I've ever seen
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You've got white-out all over your screen
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You think your Commodore 64 is really neato
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What kinda chip you got in there, a Dorito?
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You're usin' a 286? Don't make me laugh
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Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half?
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You could back up your whole hard drive on a floppy diskette
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You're the biggest joke on the Internet
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Your database is a disaster
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You're waxin' your modem, tryin' to make it go faster
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Hey fella, I bet you're still livin' in your parents' cellar
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Downloadin' pictures of Sarah Michelle Gellar
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And postin' "Me too!" like some brain-dead AOL-er
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I should do the world a favor and cap you like Old Yeller
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You're just about as useless as JPEGs to Hellen Keller
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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Now, what y'all wanna do?
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Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
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Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
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Nine to five, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
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Uh, uh, loggin' in now
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Wanna run with my crew, hah?
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Rule cyberspace and crunch numbers like I do?
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They call me the king of the spreadsheets
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Got 'em all printed out on my bedsheets
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My new computer's got the clocks, it rocks
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But it was obsolete before I opened the box
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You say you've had your desktop for over a week?
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Throw that junk away, man, it's an antique
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Your laptop is a month old? Well that's great
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If you could use a nice, heavy paperweight
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My digital media is write-protected
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Every file inspected, no viruses detected
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I beta tested every operating system
Gave props to some, and others? I dissed 'em
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While your computer's crashin', mine's multitaskin'
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It does all my work without me even askin'
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Got a flat-screen monitor forty inches wide
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I believe that your says "Etch-A-Sketch" on the side
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In a 32-bit world, you're a 2-bit user
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You've got your own newsgroup, alt.total-loser
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Your motherboard melts when you try to send a fax
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Where'd you get your CPU, in a box of Cracker Jacks?
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Play me online? Well, you know that I'll beat you
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If I ever meet you I'll control-alt-delete you
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What? What? What? What? What?
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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It's all about the Pentiums!
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(it's all about the Pentiums, baby)
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Now, what y'all wanna do?
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Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
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Wastin' time with all the chatroom yakkers?
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Nive to five, chillin' at Hewlett Packard?
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What?
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Also, the lyrics are according to the Musixmatch lyrics found on Google.