You can code, on your drive, having the time of your life
Write that script, watch that feed, put in the random seed...
Friday night and the work is slow...
Stuck at the comp no place to go...
Typing in a frenzy, breaking in the spring
You gotta get that ping
Nothing else will get you by
The night is young and the coffee's nigh
With a couple of reboots, everything is fine
You're in the mood for a game
And then you hear that name...
You are the working geek, leaden feet, oh you stupid freak
Working geek, feel the heat, its the hard disk seek
(oh yeah)
You can code, on your drive, having the time of your life
Write that script, watch that feed, put in the random seed...
