I really cannot cope,
I'm up the ruddy wall,
This bloody computer's got me wrecked,
And I'm about to take a fall.
I can't get me head round it,
Although I've tried in vain,
Well now, I just give in,
It's making me insane!
Every time I think ‘that's it!'
The printer goes on the blink,
I'm sitting quite confused,
Until I can no longer think.
So I've decided to forget it,
I'll get another printer instead,
Cos when all's said and done,
I'm gonna end up dead!
But I'm not one to give in,
No matter how bad things seem,
I'll not be beaten by a computer,
Even if it makes me scream.
So, onward and forward I'll plunder,
Cos when all's said and done,
I can always go the shop…
And buy a bloody gun!
