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Software for Nothing

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With apologies to Mark Knopfler.

I waaaant my.. I waaaant my... I waaaant my C-R-T......

Now look at them hackers,

That's the way ya' do it.

Ya' play with mem'ry that you cannot see.

Now that ain't workin', that's the way ya do it.

Get your software for nothing and your checks for free.

Now that ain't workin', gotta CPU-it.

Let me tell ya, them guys ain't dumb.

Maybe crash the system with your little finger,

Maybe crash the system with your thumb.

We got to install micro-data-bases,

Gotta make things run like a breeeeze.

We gotta help these foreign students,

We gotta help these mindless E.E.'s...

The little Hacker with the Pepsi and the Munchos:

Yeah, buddy, don't like to SHARE...

The little Hacker got his own compiler,

The little guy don't change his underwear.

We got to install the latest debugger,

Under budget, and optimiiiiiiized.

We got to have more muddy-black coffee,

We got a green glow in our eyyyyyyes...

I shoulda' learned to play with Pascal.

I shoulda' learned to program some.

Look at that drive, I'm gonna stick it on the channel,

Man, it's better than the old one...

And who's up there, what's that? Beeping noises?

He's bangin on the keyboard like a chimpanzee.

Oh that ain't workin, that's the way ya do it,

Get your software for nothin', get your checks for free.

Money for Nothing...

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With apologies to Dire Straits.

Now look at them hackers,

That's the way ya do it.

Ya talk to people that you can not see.

That ain't workin, that's the way ya do it.

Get yer money for nothing and yer chicks for free.

Now that ain't workin, that's the way ya do it.

Let me tell ya, them guys ain't dumb.

Maybe have a good time with your little finger.

Maybe have a good time with your thumb.

 

Chorus:

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We gotta debug data base programs,

COBOL coded, computerese.

We gotta help these foreign students.

We gotta help these mindless EEs.

The little Bitnaut with the soda and the Sno-Balls.

Yeah, buddy, he says she's BARE!!!

The little Bitnaut's got girls on both coasts.

The little Bitnaut says he's not sure where.

I shoulda learned, to use the Relay,

I shoulda learned to chat at work.

Look at that moma she's got em talkin on the channels.

Man, we could have some fun.

And he's up there, what's that? Beeping noises?

He's bangin on the keyboard like a chimpanzee.

Oh that ain't workin, that's the way ya do it,

Get yer money for nothin, get yer chicks for free.

Links Are Falling

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(sing to the tune of 'Tears Are Falling' -- KISS Asylum)

I read the signs like an open book

my CPQs disappear before my eyes

YALE or CUNY's down from the look

and now they're DRAINED, looks like they're DRAINED

Oh No, Links are falling

Oh No, Links are falling

Oh No, Links are falling

BITNET is gone, or so I hear

Somebody else pulled the plug

Gonna be down for a long time I fear

cause now they're DRAINED, looks like they're DRAINED

Oh No, Links are falling

Oh No, Links are falling

Oh No, Links are falling

I saw them die

And now they're DRAINED, looks like they're DRAINED

And now they're DRAINED, looks like they're DRAINED

(chorus, ad infinitum)

"All she wants to do is....eat"

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(With many apologies to Glen Frey.)

I met her at "Hardee's", then I saw her at "McD's!"

She was heavy into a McD.L.T., her teeth gleaming with saliva.

I said, "Hey, you want to have some fun?"

But the attendants told me....."Hey, you know what?"

I said, "What?" And they said, "All she wants to do is........

All she wants to do is EAT! And make a mess...."

She wants some cookies! Yea! She wants a BigMac! Yea!

All she wants to do is, all she wants to do is EAT!"

(instrumental break.......use a knife and fork please!)

So we went down to the market, and there we saw her again...

We were looking for some Indian spices, she was into water melons...

I thought, "Don't bother asking her out..."

'Cause all she wants to do is, all she wants to do is...

All she wants to do is EAT! And make a mess...

She wants some Milk Duds! Yea! She wants some pizza!! Yea!!

All she wants to do is EAT!!!

Community College

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with disregard to Survivor.

(to the tune of "Eye of the tiger")

Up at eight, back in the beat,

I'll trade my drum set for disk drives.

Won’t be long 'til I'm bored in my

seat - fighting sleep, and Failing my classes.

In the Community College.

It's the Community College,

It's the University of home.

It's the Community College,

Where the data-bases aren't my own.

On through lunch, at an old crt,

Classes in Dbase, and an hour to eat.

Won't be long after, When I turn to see,

my old advisor staring at me.

It's the Community College,

It's the Pillar of Knowledge.

It's the Community College,

The School that we love.

Where be Monique?

We lost Monique.

Think she been took?

Shit, we should look!

Came here for a party with all the bro's'.

Where Monique went, nobody knows.

Party was s'posed to be in 3, 5, 8.

Monique didn't show she gotsta be late.

She finally showed. Shit, was she drunk!

Enough of this silence, crank up the funk!

A few minutes later she steps out.

We didn't know what it was all about.

Where be Monique?

We lost Monique.

Think she been took?

Shit, we should look!

She disappeared 'bout half past fo'.

Check the stairways, check each do'.

We searched all over, made lots of noise.

Linwood, Mookie and the rest of the boys.

We banged on each and every do'.

From 3, 8, 3 to 3, 5, fo'.

M O N I Q U E.

Shit oh shit, where can you be?

Where be Monique?

We lost Monique.

Think she been took?

Shit, we should look!

When the RA came here on her rounds,

she said, "Alright, boys could you keep it down?"

We ain't leavin' til' she been found!

We ain't leavin' til' she been found!

So just keep goin' and do your rounds.

And remember honky, we don't split,

until we find Monique and shit........

M O N I Q U E

Shit oh s

The Debuggers song

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(written by Ben (The Happy Hacker) Horowitz.)

(TIGQC049 at CUNYVM)

To be sung to the tune of "Ghostbusters"

When VM goes crash!

And your program's gone

Who you gonna call...

DEBUGGERS!

When you're out of funds

And no one's in Temp-1

Who you gonna call...

DEBUGGERS!

I ain't afraid of no bug

I ain't afraid of no bug

When your listing says

"INCORRECT SYNTAX"

Who you gonna call...

DEBUGGERS!

When you print it local

But it goes to the VAX

Who you gonna call...

DEBUGGERS!

I ain't afraid of no bug

I ain't afraid of no bug

Who you gonna call...

DEBUGGERS!

Put fingers on keys

Type "BUG"

To call...

DEBUGGERS!

I ain't afraid of no bug

I hear it likes hackers

I ain't afraid of no bug

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!

Who you gonna call...

DEBUGGERS!

You have bugs brother

Freakin' bugs baby

You better call...

DEBUGGERS! OOOOOWWWWWW!

Let me tell you something

DEBUGGING MAKES ME FEEL GOOD

I ain't afraid of no bug

I ain't afraid of no bug

Don't debug alone, oh no

You better call...

DEBUGGERS!

When it comes through VM

Unless you want to see it again

I think you better call...

DEBUGGERS! OOOOOWWWWW!

Who you gonna call...

DEBUGGERS!

Who you gonna call...

DEBUGGERS!

LOUDER...

DEBUGGERS!