Modem!
Everyday, well it's the same,
That computer on the table starts to call my name.
I dial up and zone out again,
I'll be paranoid and, (paranoid)WHAT?, by a quarter to ten.
Playing CS on my PC,
I'm blowin' off the ass of my enemy.
I'm not sad, I'm just misunderstood,
But blowin' stuff up makes me feel so good,

Your money is blown and so is your life (what life?)
Modem Boy
But shootin' stuff just never felt so right.
Your enemy's here and this is your life (what life?)
modem Boy
I'm glued to this darn CounterStrike all night.
Modem!

Dialin' up my ISP,
I connect to CounterStrike, type my identity,
Flip the guy the bird and then I hear a loud blast,
He tosses a grenade and then he runs real fast.
I go down and he gets a frag,
Oh, shit, I'm gettin' hit with this annoying lag.
This ritual is destroying me,
But I guess it could be worse
It could be Sim City! (Oh yeah!)

Your money is blown and so is your life (what life?)
Modem Boy
But shootin' stuff just never felt so right
Your enemy's here and this is your life (what life?)
modem Boy
I'm glued to this darn game,
I'm glued to this darn CounterStrike all night.
Modem!

Your money is blown and so is your life (what life?)
Modem Boy
But shootin' stuff just never felt so right
Your enemy's here and this is your life (what life?)
modem Boy
I'm glued to this darn CounterStrike all night.
I feel ok, cause CounterStrike's my life.