The feeling of liberation is fantastic.
When you've been chained to the pen and paper
for more time than was necessary.
Slaving over some guy who had a brain tumour
and ran over some girl in some road
in some town in some world
in some universe which doesn't even exist

And typing up a memo
all in the name of objectiveness
(and justice of course)
because nobody believes in real paper anymore
everything's an E something
send me an email.
its ewords on epaper
travelling by epost with an estamp
of course, the epost guy will deliver it to you
(and if u have time, maybe a little esex will suffice as well)

If you want it real fast maybe we'll E -x it to you.
faster than the speed of light on the cyber highway.
Irony being that its so fast that e- X becomes an ex
rendering whatever as non existent now

Maybe that's how they got the
some guy who had a brain tumour
and ran over some girl in some road
in some town in some world
in some universe which doesn't even exist

He just came too fast by e-x and got ex-ed (axed)