Halfbakery's been everythin I've ever had

I don't know if you can see,the changes that have come over me
In these last few days, I've been afraid that i might drift away
And I've been sellin old pastries, bakin' ideas
That made me think about where I came from
That's the reason why I seem so far away today.

CHORUS

But let me bake when I'm at my work
Cos I'm logged on all the time
Halfbakery your callin' me and now I'm punnin' home
But if I should become a troller
You know that it would make me more than sad
Halfbakery's been everything I've ever had.

I have droned, and I've kept on droning
'Boned the ideas that needed boning
Bemoaned the trolls that needed moaning
Found nice 'bakers on the way
I have m-f-d'd the ideas and left them crying
"Wouldn't it be nice if", theres no denying
I have googled hard sometimes with conscience flying
Somewhere on the 'net

REPEAT CHORUS

Now I'm sitting here, before the screen
The empty office the baker's dream
The ideas that I should have seen
But they've withered now they're baked
But I'm steady thinking my way is clear,
And I know what I will do tomorrow
When the ideas are taken and the pigs have flown I will disappear.

REPEAT CHORUS

<with apologies to Dougie Mclean>