Death Of A Calculator Lyrics

The chemical equation test pissed me off.
So I marched into my band nerd loft.
Threw my satchel up over my head.
Checked my calculator and it was dead.

Is it the batteries or is it the screen.
Let's set it on fire with gasoline.
Run it over with a big truck.
Or let it fly away with a duck.

My TI-86, my TI-86, my TI-86 is dead.
My TI-86, my TI-86, my TI-86 is dead.