I’d Rather Be Playing in the MUD

words and music by W. Scott “Cosmo” Snyder

Ó1996, all rights reserved

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When I was a young lad I would play in my backyard

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With pie-pans and a garden hose, of mud I never tired

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And now although I’m grown a bit, things are still the same

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You’ll still find me in the MUD, each and every day

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I’d rather be playing in the MUD

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I’d rather be playing in the MUD

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I could be an immortal if I’d just live long enough

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I’d rather be playing in the MUD

Instead of scratching in the dirt now I’m typing on the screen

And a modem is my garden hose, with the help of P-P-P

I telnet to my playground, and if the lag is not too bad

I can sit and play for hours if my wife does not get mad

CHORUS

BRIDGE:

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In the MUD… I’ve never been cleaner

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In the MUD… I’ve never been meaner

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Killing all the good guys and the bad guys without shame

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In the MUD… I’ll act like the devil

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In the MUD… To make a new level

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And I won’t quit until I see “True Hero” by my name

Now I have friends and lovers that I’ve never even seen

And I laugh out loud and scream and shout at words upon a screen

Sometimes I can’t remember which is my real and log-on name

You can say that it’s a waste of time, but don’t say it’s just a game!

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