These lyrics have been written to the Michael Jackson song “Thriller”.

Its close to deadline
and something fishy’s lurking in the code
every time you run it
the computer only switches to sleep mode
you wanna sleep
but the stupid source doesn’t wanna let you
you hear a beep
as the screen dies right in front of you
now you’re due

Chorus

cause this is a buggy, buggy program
and no one’s gonna see through the infinity of lines

you know it’s buggy, buggy sourcecode
you try to find your way through a beta, without hope

You feel your heart race
and realise the end is drawing near
covered with cold sweat
you wonder if you’ll ever see it clear
you try to think
and hope that bug isn’t in YOUR software
your cellphone rings
the display clearly shows your clients name
end of the game

Chorus

cause it’s a buggy, useless program
there ain’t no debug-feature to help you through this time yeah
you know it’s buggy, buggy software
you’re beggin’ to your client to give you one more chance

Another one calls
and complains that he ain’t got a feature that
will print his screen
to a Canon eighteen fifty
(they’re popular)
now you gotta face war

they’re out to get you
there’s clients closing in, this will be gross
they will access your
bank account to compensate their loss
now’d be the time
for the alarm clock to ring like hell and wake you
but as you see
this is the harsh reality
you gonna bleed

Chorus

cause you’ve wrote buggy, buggy programs
and everyone you know will try to avoid you from today (on)
buggy, buggy sources
no one wants to hear from you from now on, tomorrow, next year, forever ever more

cause you’ve wrote buggy, buggy programs
and everyone you know will try to avoid you from today (on)
buggy, buggy sources
no one wants to hear from you from now on, tomorrow, next year, forever ever more

Spooky Voice

Blueness falls across the screen
nothing worse has yet been seen
press the ‘any’-key now if you dare
feelings of loss then you will share

But no one’s gonna patch this up
’cause it’s a feature, not a bug
and trying to work with this awful shell
sure is one side of the MS hell

The foulest stench is in the air
the mainboard melts before your eyes
and stinky fumes from every slot
will let repairs work out not

And though the computer was brand new
a look at the inside shows
that all was new, but has fallen to
the curse of the Windows

Maniacal laughter