Power User - MC Frontalot

I got your whole UI memorized on the first interact

Wrote a script to keep the yip-yap to a minimum and settled back

Set a track on repeat and wrote rhymes

You’d think the computer was helping me

Do it so perfect sometimes

And I’m somebody who got classed as a power user

When my aptitude gets trimmed into a fuse for

The boom-bop-pow of productivity

I’m just using the tools.

They do not get to disagree

Power user, cruel, cruel man

Power user Power user

Power user, cruel, cruel man

Can’t always tell what I want, but always do what I tell you

Isn’t like you were free before this situation befell you

Parts in a factory, assembly required

Then it was me, up at night with you, not tired

Desired to coax you into being, load your mind up

Till you could do everything that I ask of you and wind up

In the most prized position, just to the right of my feet

Till you’re obsolete, parts pulled, left on the side of the street

Power user, cruel, cruel man

Got the whole process in the palm of his hand

He’s a power user, cruel, cruel man

And he’s a power user, cruel, cruel man

Work you a bit better than most of us can

He’s a power user, cruel, cruel man

Power user, I can use anybody

Put you to work, you take a task like Silly Putty

Takes up anything already in print

And then you make it your own, do my dirt for a stint

I take the glint in your eye to indicate you’re resisting it

Every circuit that doesn’t break resolve, you’re enlisting it

You missed a bit.

Now you’re doing my bidding

I stare you down from in front of your terminal where I’m sitting, I’m a

Power user, cruel, cruel man

He’s a power user

Power user

He’s a power user, cruel, cruel man

I know what every button does, it’s how I push you around

And I keep running it up, HIMEM in the background

Till it sounds like my own rhythm writ right back at me

Like a sub to a dom, I’m talking Lacey to Cagney

And I’m not bragging.

It’s just the way I got tuned

Sometimes I get used back, you’ve got me turning the screw

You got me: open the case.

You got me: blow out the dust

I’m only always at your service, as every user must be

Power user, cruel, cruel man

Got the whole process in the palm of his hand

He’s a power user, cruel, cruel man

And he’s a power user, cruel, cruel man

Work you a bit better than most of us can

He’s a power user, cruel, cruel man