I graduated in 1993
I never demonstrated much of my ability
I was a good boy
But I was much too smart for my own good
Teachers said I was gifted and quite talented

Do you have an extra quarter?
Got to get to class tomorrow
All is fair in Ashbury
Beg my way into Berkeley

When I was seven, I stared into the monitor
I found my best friend, Mr. Commodore 64
Daddy bought me an International Business Machine
And with it I compromised the national security

Do you have an extra quarter?
Got to get to class tomorrow
All is fair in Ashbury
Beg my way into Berkeley
What the hell are you saving for?
I’m gonna start the third world war

Hanging with the bums in the gutters I have found
Most of them are gifted and talented as well

Oh brother, could you spare a dime?
If a quarter you do not have
Been running from the marshal man
Since I broke into NORAD

But it’s working out so well
A beggar’s life is swell