Charles Bukowski - My Computer lyrics
[Charles Bukowski - My Computer lyrics]
"what?" they say, "you got a computer?"
It's like I have sold out to the enemy
I had no idea so many people were prejudiced
Against computers
Even two editors have
Written me letters about the computer
One disparaged the computer in a mild and
Superior way the other seemed
Genuinely pissed
I am aware that a computer can't create
A poem but neither can a
Typewriter
Yet, still, once or twice a week
I hear: "what?
You have a computer?
You?"
Yes, I do and I sit up here
Almost every night
Sometimes with beer or
Wine, Sometimes
Without and I work the
Computer the damn thing
Even corrects my spelling
And the poems come flying
Out, Better than
Ever
I have no idea what causes
All this computer
Prejudice
Me? I want to go
The next step beyond the
Computer i'm sure it's
There
And when I get it
They'll say, "hey you hear
Chinaski got a space-biter!"
"what?"< br> "yes, it's true!"
"I can't believe it!"
And I'll also have some beer or
Some wine or maybe nothing
At all and I'll be
85 years old driving it home
To you and me
And to the little girl who lost her
Sheep or her
Computer
It's like I have sold out to the enemy
I had no idea so many people were prejudiced
Against computers
Even two editors have
Written me letters about the computer
One disparaged the computer in a mild and
Superior way the other seemed
Genuinely pissed
I am aware that a computer can't create
A poem but neither can a
Typewriter
Yet, still, once or twice a week
I hear: "what?
You have a computer?
You?"
Yes, I do and I sit up here
Almost every night
Sometimes with beer or
Wine, Sometimes
Without and I work the
Computer the damn thing
Even corrects my spelling
And the poems come flying
Out, Better than
Ever
I have no idea what causes
All this computer
Prejudice
Me? I want to go
The next step beyond the
Computer i'm sure it's
There
And when I get it
They'll say, "hey you hear
Chinaski got a space-biter!"
"what?"< br> "yes, it's true!"
"I can't believe it!"
And I'll also have some beer or
Some wine or maybe nothing
At all and I'll be
85 years old driving it home
To you and me
And to the little girl who lost her
Sheep or her
Computer