Apple Quack

Apple’s Mac, takes some flack

Certain people like to talk smack

But they’re, number one, loads of fun

And come with apps to run

This song, might make people mad

And it might sound like an ad

But Apple laptops are really rad

He’s got, his here, in the rear

Running his guitar and all his music gear

On his Mac

Yes, his Mac

Won’t get hacked!

It’s a Mac

He’s an, Apple quack, he takes flack

But, he loves his Mac!

And he won’t look back!

Back in the day

In his naïveté 

he thought a Windows box would be ok

So a, deal was struck

he saved a buck

The guy at Best Buy told him, “Good luck”

The store model worked well

At least from what he could tell

But his was not the same, and his excitement fell

All the drivers were wrong

It crashed when playing a song

And the big noisy fan would run all day long

Took it back

In the sack

Got on track

Bought a Mac

He’s an, Apple quack, he takes flack

But, he loves his Mac!

And he won’t look back!

[guitar solo]

Buy one Mac, or a pack

Line ‘em up, or make a stack

Be an, Apple quack, you’ll get flack

But, you’ll love your Mac!

And you won’t look back!

Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah

Move that mouse

Oh, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah

Here’s what rhymes with Mac (Love Mac!)

Cardiac (Love Mac!)

Almanac (Love Mac!)

Ipecac (Love Mac!)

lumberjack (Love Mac!)

Insomniac

Won’t look back

Cause, he loves his Mac!

Wish they made black