Lyrics:

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??