Don't believe what you hear
Don't believe what you see
If you just close your eyes
You can feel the enemy
When I first met you
You had fire in your code
What happened your face of melting in source?
Now it looks like this

And you can code
Or you can spit
You can code it up
Or compiler chokes on it
And you can code
So dream out loud
You know that your code is coming 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down

No, nothing makes sense
Nothing seems to fit
I know you'd hit stdout
If you only knew which to hit
And I'd join the movement
If there was code I could believe in
Yeah I'd break bread and wine
If there was a coding church I could receive in
'Cause I need it now

To take the editor
To fill it up
To compile it slow
I can't let you go
I must be an acrobat
To code like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So code out loud
And don't let the bastards grind you down

Oh, it hurts baby
What are we going to do? Now it's all been said
No new ideas in the house and every git page has been read

And I must be an acrobat
To code like this
And act like that
And you can code
So code out loud
And you can find
Your own way to code
And you can build
And I can will
And you can call
I can't wait until
You can hash
And you can seize
Responsibilities
And I can love
And I can code
And I know that the code is turning 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down