Get your program running
  Head out to the center
  Terminals are waiting
  For the data that you'll enter
    Everybody says that you're a nerd, but
  They should know that you just don't care
  Got your Hewlett-Packard on your belt and
  Vaseline in your hair
    Like a true mommy's child
  You were born, born to be mild
  When your batteries die
  You're always gonna cry
  Born to be mild
    Pencils in your pocket
  Patent leather briefcase
  Studying your Fortran
  You got pimples on your face
    Gotta do your homework
  Forget about the prom dance
  They think that you're a big jerk
  'Cause you wear a pair of flood pants
    Every day you wake up
  Your oscilloscope is humming
  Parties tend to break up
  When they find out that you're coming