Текст песни ОСП-студия - Песня про DOS

DOS, pure DOS filled the screen with a black veil,
The mouse lost its shape, it suddenly became a square mouse,
I smashed the window, the 95th masterday window
And I installed DOS, and then I realized: this happiness is it.

Tears on glasses - strange glasses, or maybe tears on the face,
DOS cleared everything, everything that was superfluous on my C: drive,
I pressed F8 and funny "Norton" deleted everything in a row for me -
40 megabytes, maybe even more, maybe even 60.

And I imagined: the city was suddenly flooded with reasonable people,
Everything went out under DOS, and the damn Windows was removed, damn it,
Forgetting about Word, MS Excel, Corel Draw and other hemorrhoids,
People put DOS, like in heaven, go into DOS, normal pure DOS.