Gregory Flemming
by tadthornhill
with an incredible amount of unknowing help by
The Beatles
I listen to the stupid people!
I listen to the stupid people!
Gregory Flemming,
Picks up the pieces of PCs all over the town,
The network is down.
Waits with a headset,
Using a voice that is calm even when he could scream.
What does it mean?
All the stupid people,
Why do they all call me?
All the stupid people,
Why do they all call me?
Michael the SysAd,
Writing the words to HTML that no-one will read,
What is the need?
Look at him working,
Maintaining the servers at night when there's nobody there,
What does he care?
All the stupid people,
Why do they all call me?
All the stupid people,
Why do they all call me?
I listen to the stupid people!
I listen to the stupid people!
Gregory Flemming,
Talks in a language that he really thinks is quite clear,
Nobody hears.
Michael the SysAd,
Washes his hands of the people who lose their own mail,
Nobody saves.
I listen to the stupid people,
(I listen to the stupid people!)
Where do they all come from?
I listen to the stupid people,
(I listen to the stupid people!)
Where do they all belong? |