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Prozac In My Hard Drive

 PROZAC IN MY HARD DRIVE 

I put Prozac in my hard drive you can't imagine my regret.
Now, the cursor finger flips me off, the arrow shakes and sweats.
There are incoherent sentences on the address bar
with endless threats of suicide that are really quite bizarre.

I put Prozac in my hard drive, now when I surf the internet
every other word is spelled in a different alphabet.
Sometime it's in Cyrillic, sometimes in cuneiform,
sometimes in hieroglyphics and sometimes scientific form.

I put Prozac in my hard drive and I think I went too far,
it spit a CD at me just like a kung fu star.
I am getting kind of nervous wondering what is next,
I get very threatening messages in very vulgar text.

I put Prozac in my hard drive, you know I should have read
the black box warning that the package said.
I hope I can survive this and pray I don't get mauled
while I am waiting for this machine to go through its withdrawals.

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