Caffeine Free Songtext

Hopefully one day I can turn into a computer virus, and upload myself onto the internet. I'd change the way the world thinks and rewrite the ingrediants to chocolate milk. There's got to be more to life than laying in my bed, listening to Piebald, and making faces out of the dots on my ceiling. Some days I dream of hitch-hiking to Nebraska, growing a mullet, and dancing the boredum away. You'd miss me for a week before the next Beatles Tribute Album was released. then you'd care more about the salt on your steak than the life in my body. And you'd think more about the dots of your I's than the spikes of my hair.