All Fed Up

by Alan Manifold

26 September 1997

(to the tune of All Shook Up)

          Bb
A-well-a, bless my soul, What's wrong with me?
                             Bb
I just can't install version 6.3.

My boss says my number's almost up
                    Bb
I can't work -- I'm All Fed Up!
   Eb7    F7        Bb    Eb7   Bb
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

My systems crashing and it needs a tweak.
My SAS programs seem like they're all in Greek.
There's nobody left to which to pass the buck,
I can't work -- I'm All Fed Up!
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

Eb7
Please don't ask me what's on my mind,
   Bb
My lethargy can hardly be defined.
     Eb7
When I walk in that computer room
    F7
The only thing I can do is play Doom!

When I start TSO what a chill I get,
I break out quickly in an ice-cold sweat.
I can't even squash a single NOTIS bug,
I can't work -- I'm All Fed Up!
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

My fingers cross when I try to type,
I have a big lump caught in my windpipe,
There's only one cure for this thing, I guess,
To buy a replacement for LMS!

When I start TSO what a chill I get,
I break out quickly in an ice-cold sweat.
I can't even squash a single NOTIS bug,
I can't work -- I'm All Fed Up!
   Eb7    F7         Bb
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

I'm All Fed Up!
   Eb7    F7         Bb
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

I'm All Fed Up!
   Eb7    F7         Bb
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

I'm All Fed Up!