Bill Cowers [sic]

Lyrics

Bill Cowers left his password on the screen He was sleeping in the corner didn't notice me So all the players left to call up Their daughters, their daughters All the manufacturing left town The paper at the precinct said the crime rate's down So who's the man who hugged me And was so unwashed Ultra evolutionary, oh Sabotage panopticon and passkey us Go lights disrupted turn them down low This torch is no fit for our barely audible party So yell, yell, yell, yell Dealing with the stealers and get shot! Hurl another dart and hit the bullseye blind Print another card and spend my forty dollars You'd like that