Lyric It s All About The Pentiums

It s all about the Pentiums, baby
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
It s all about the Pentiums, baby
It s all about the Pentiums, baby
It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
Yeah

What y all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin at Hewlett Packard?
Workin at a desk with a dumb little placard?
Yeah, payin the bills with my mad programming skills
Defraggin my hard drive for thrills
I got me a hundred gigabytes of RAM
I never feed trolls and I don t read spam
Installed a T1 line in my house
Always at my PC, double-clickin on my mizouse
Upgrade my system at least twice a day
I m strictly plug-and-play, I ain t afraid of Y2K
I m down with Bill Gates, I call him "Money" for short
I phone him up at home and I make him do my tech support
It s all about the Pentiums, what?
You ve gotta be the dumbest newbie I ve ever seen
You ve got white-out all over your screen
You think your Commodore 64 is really neato
What kinda chip you got in there, a Dorito?
You re usin a 286? Don t make me laugh
Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half?
You could back up your whole hard drive on a floppy diskette
You re the biggest joke on the Internet
Your database is a disaster
You re waxin your modem, tryin to make it go faster
Hey fella, I bet you re still livin in your parents cellar
Downloadin pictures of Sarah Michelle Gellar
And postin "Me too!" like some brain-dead AOL-er
I should do the world a favor and cap you like Old Yeller
You re just about as useless as jpegs to Hellen Keller

It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)

Now, what y all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin at Hewlett Packard?

Uh, uh, loggin in now
Wanna run wit my crew, hah?
Rule cyberspace and crunch numbers like I do?
They call me the king of the spreadsheets
Got em printed out on my bedsheets
My new computer s got the clocks, it rocks
But it was obsolete before I opened the box
You say you ve had your desktop for over a week?
Throw that junk away, man, it s an antique
Your laptop is a month old? Well that s great
If you could use a nice, heavy paperweight
My digital media is write-protected
Every file inspected, no viruses detected
I beta tested every operation system
Gave props to some, and others? I dissed em
While your computer s crashin , mine s multitaskin
It does all my work without me even askin
Got a flat-screen monitor forty inches wide wide
I believe that your says "Etch-A-Sketch" on the side
In a 32-bit world, you re a 2-bit user
You ve got your own newsgroup, "alt.total-loser"
Your motherboard melts when you try to send a fax
Where d you get your CPU, in a box of Cracker Jacks?
Play me online? Well, you know that I ll beat you
If I ever meet you I ll control-alt-delete you
What? What? What? What? What?

It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
It s all about the Pentiums! (It s all about the Pentiums, baby)
Now, what y all wanna do?
Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers
Wastin time with all the chatroom yakkers?
9 to 5, chillin at Hewlett Packard?
What??