From the CD "Social Studies"

Y2K Louden Wainright III

It's even better with the music

A bunch of nerdy brainy guys a long way back
Invented a crazy little thing they called the Univac
For years now, they've been upgrading that thing
It can walk and talk and count and think and it can even sing

It can help you at school, church, business, and work
Makes you feel like a genius even though you're just a jerk
You get a computer, you sit in it your lap
It does a little bit of this, it does a whole lot of that

It can boot you up, it can load you down
With that little bitty mouse you're gonna rule this town

But you're headed for trouble I do believe
It's coming your way on New Years Eve now

Whoa-oa what do you know
A few more measly more months /days/ to go
Hey-ey what do you say
Now here it comes now, Y2K

No it ain't a virus, it's just a little glitch
It wasn't done by some crazy hackin' son of a bitch
And Sadaam didn't do it, can't blame him
No it's the geek with the glasses and the stupid silly grin

Billionaire Bill that's the one you can hate
If you want to blame someone blame Bill Gates

Bill Gates
Bill Gates

Bill said we'd make money, Bill said we'd have fun
But remember Hall the computer in 2001
We're in a time machine, going back my friend
Doing 1900 all over again.

But you're headed for trouble I do believe
It's coming your way on New Years Eve now

Whoa-oa what do you know
A few more measly more months to go
Hey-ey what do you say
Now here it comes now, Y2K

Well we've been trucking done the information superhighway
But we'll be on a dirt road come Y2K
Call me old fashioned, call me a fool
And you can call me a Luddite and you can call me uncool

But we used to imagine, question and dream
And now all of our answers come up on some screen
We're headed for trouble I do believe
It's coming your way on New Year's Eve

Y 2 K

Breakdown
You better get ready be very afraid
Because your money's no good and you'll never get paid
And the car won't start and the phone won't work
And the juice won't squeeze and the coffee won't perk
No more decaf latte, baby

You'll be doing the monkey, but there'll be a new twist
You'll still be alive but you will not exist
The stock market will crash, the air traffic will stop
You won't find a doctor, forget about a cop

There'll be a lot of lawyers with plenty to do
It's apocalypse now at a theater near you
We're headed for trouble I do believe
It's coming your way on New Year's Eve

Meanwhile
Way over there in the old ancient Middle East
Them doomsday boys is having a feast
The end is at hand and they're down on their knees
They've been checking out all the bad-ass prophecies

This Y2K is the latest craze
It's lock and load for the final days

Well I saw you on the plane playing solitaire
On that little laptop, with nary a care
Life's easy now, but it could get hard
Pretty soon you're going to have to use a deck of real cards

But you're headed for trouble I do believe
It's coming your way on New Years Eve now

Whoa-oa what do you know
A few more measly more months to go
Hey-ey what do you say
Comin' at you, Y2K

Well I hope everyone's been stocking up out there
Getting in your provisions
Brown rice and stewed tomatoes
A lot of Paul Newman products
O don't forget your flashlight batteries
Lots of Slim Jims, stock up on your Slim Jims
And oh yeah, don't forget your
Freeze dried decaf latte, baby

Oh man, don't forget that monopoly game, bring that monopoly game
Shoots and ladders, candyland

Copyright 1999 Snowden Music Inc.

-- kermit (colourmegreen@hotmail.com), December 26, 1999

Answers

;-D

Gotta URL to hear it on the Net?

-- heeheeheheh (haha@heehee.hoho), December 26, 1999.

Dead skonk in the middle of the road

-- (roadkill@snack.time), December 26, 1999.

I think the most appropriate song for Y2K might be...

"21st Century Schizoid Man" by King Crimson.

Just my two cents...

-- Irving (irvingf@myremarq.com), December 26, 1999.