This computer’s got me going crazy
Things are starting to look hazy
And dots are forming in the shape of daisies
Is everyone suddenly wearing paisley?
I could break down and turn it off
But what will I do next to stop
The constant thought
Swirling in my brain like a perpetual top.
Wait a 10 minute break may cure me
I’ll just have to force myself to break away and see
If resting my eyes for 10 minutes will be
Enough to allow my eyes to again see
And keep up with the brain in me.
5 minutes have gone by and I ‘m a wreak
I’m getting weaker and starting to sweat
WHERE IS THE MOTRIN KEPT?!
ENOUGH’S ENOUGH’S I GOTTA GO BACK TO IT!
There I’m back now though I still can’t see
But people don’t look that bad in paisley
And my vision has improved from hazy
And my brain is once again happy.
I could be going crazy
From brain pulses that keep me from being lazy
That makes my brain work ‘till my eyes are hazy
And everyone looks like they’re wearing paisley.
Screw it I don’t really care
If I go crazy and everyone stares
I love my computer beyond compare
And my brain likes to write ‘till it’s bare
So I don’t care
If I can’t see over there
Of even if it makes me lose all my hair
I wont get off my computer whatever the fare.
