I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be,
Too many "disconnect's" are coming up on me,
I'm far away from home, and I've been Mudding all alone,
For much too long.

I feel like no one ever told the truth to me,
'bout logging on, and what a struggle it would be,
In my tangled state of mind, I look around and now I find,
The keyboards gone.

CHORUS: Too much lag will kill you, if you can't make up your mind,
Torn between the Telnet, and the PAD you leave behind.
You're heading for bomb-out,'cos you never read the signs,
Too much lag, will kill you, every time.

The lag is longer than it ever used to be,
And it seems like there's no way out of this for me,
I used to use the talker,
But every time I do, the thing goes down.

How would it be if I had privs that I could use,
Can't you see it's impossible to choose,
No there's no Mono title-screen,
I only have to call I'm gonna lose.

CHORUS: Too much lag will kill you, just as sure as none at all,
It'll keep you there forever,
Make you swear and curse and crawl.
The delay will make you crazy,
You've been waiting all this time,
Too much lag, will kill you, every time.