The Lyrics
Intro: Somethin’ dreadful
So regrettable
Techno things (things)
Just stink (stink)
On the brink (brink)
Need drinks (drinks)
I, I, I’m bawlin’
I wanna kick this laptop
Apallin’
Can’t get “Yeah” to stop
I’m callin’
Geek Squad break it down
I’m bawlin’
With a techno frown
Verse 1: It ain’t workin’ now, it shorts and sparks
It makes this sound, right when it starts
It winds and grinds, and it loses parts
It’s takin’ too long, to watch Paul Blart
My money, money, it’s takin’, takin’
Makes my head hurt, it’s achin’, achin’
Make me wanna crush it, make me wanna smash it
Have me bustin’ my bank, go crazy, trash it
Please don’t stop! Load it, load it!
The way it’s freezin’ make me start implodin’
Think it’s bent on crashin’ from the way it’s goin’
Got my files mixed up, cuz of bad encodin’
Done so much more to abuse me
Mac knows just how to sell to seduce me
It’s gone save the wrong thing and scrap the wrong doc
My disc’s stuck in there, and it just won’t come out
It’s always bugging
When I need it, it’s freezin’
Like Eskimos, lost info, I show you what I’m meaning
On the online, all the time,
The porn pop-ups flashin’ about ten times
It’s gone give me an ulcer
That is unhealthy
Hook: Maybe it’s a new age, don’t like this new craze
We ain’t together, we just talk online in this phase
My Mac’s got my screen all frozen
Electronics were what was chosen
And I must say that I’m scared!
Chorus: It’s got me saying
Hell no! I suck at using technology
Why do I keep getting a blue screen?
Hell no! I suck at using technology
I can’t respond to all these tweets!
Oo, I’m logged out
Uh, uh, what’s logged out?
Oo, I’m logged out
So, can’t get on my computer
Oo, I’m logged out
Uh, uh, what’s logged out?
Oo, I’m logged out
So, can’t get on my computer
The bugs, the stress
It’s got me furious, let me tell you
The bugs, the stress
It’s got me furious, let me tell you
The bugs, the stress
It’s got me furious, let me tell you
The bugs, the stress
It’s got me furious, let me tell you
Verse 2: Got a spam bomb, that fills my screen
The news that’s poppin’ up, is about Charlie Sheen
Make my brain swollen, makes me feel green
With some other things, that just are obscene
On the Internet, accrue some debt
The things I get, in sets, Learn To Cook, Twilight books
Amazon is the best!
When I’m ready to type, and ready to scroll
I’ll be shouting, “Bitch!” when a key goes
What should I do? Try glue, the key’s slow
Now that that key, just doesn’t press or glow
I type and type, tap the key, press it down (down, down)
But it won’t write, and I gripe, so I throw it on the ground
Strange passwords, were my ruse, damn I forgot which to choose
This things got me thinkin’ about all the codes I used to use
Let’s get to shopping, shorty we can shop where we sit
My accounts are on lock cuz I can’t pay it
Someone please help me!
Hook: All thanks to this new age, I feel I’m encaged
Hate my computer, maybe it’s the source of my rage
My Mac’s got me spending crazy
Online games make me really lazy
I feel I’m techno impaired!
Chorus: It’s got me saying
Hell no! I suck at using technology
Why do I keep getting viruses?
Hell no! I suck at using technology
It’s giving me red irises!
Oo, I crashed it!
Uh, uh, I crashed it!
Oo, I crashed it!
So, I gotta get a new one!
Oo, I crashed it!
Uh, uh, I crashed it!
Oo, I crashed it!
So, I gotta get a new one!
The bugs, the stress
It’s got me furious, let me tell you
The bugs, the stress
It’s got me furious, let me tell you
The bugs, the stress
It’s got me furious, let me tell you
The bugs, the stress
It’s got me furious, let me tell you