My neighbors all came out to gander
At the first sign of light
I had just flicked my bic
On what was to be a huge bonfire
The whispers becoming frantic
When they saw my kindling wood
Every piece of technology that I own
Which between me and freedom stood
I had my DVR, my stereo
Even my microwave
Every modern convenience
To which I'd become a slave
My Gameboy, Xbox, Playstation3
Every system known to man
All that played the game of me
I gladly let fly from my hands
I heard someone holler from the crowd
Quick call the authorities
When they saw I went back inside
And brought out my T.V.
Before it was all over
For the coup de la resistance
I tossed in my cell phone while it was ringing
Then did a little dance
As I was standing at my front door
Waving to those who had joined me
I turned off all the lights
And did a long well needed sigh of relief
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 6:54 PM UTC
My neighbors all came out to gander
At the first sign of light
I had just flicked my bic
On what was to be a huge bonfire
The whispers becoming frantic
When they saw my kindling wood
Every piece of technology that I own
Which between me and freedom stood
I had my DVR, my stereo
Even my microwave
Every modern convenience
To which I'd become a slave
My Gameboy, Xbox, Playstation3
Every system known to man
All that played the game of me
I gladly let fly from my hands
I heard someone holler from the crowd
Quick call the authorities
When they saw I went back inside
And brought out my T.V.
Before it was all over
For the coup de la resistance
I tossed in my cell phone while it was ringing
Then did a little dance
As I was standing at my front door
Waving to those who had joined me
I turned off all the lights
And did a long well needed sigh of relief
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