coz a programmer's life, isn't all that cozy,
the bed of software, isn't all that rosy.
 
seeing the monitor all day n night,
have taken the power of my eyesight,
 
late to bed n late to rise,
has made me wealthy, but not healthy n wise.
 
working holidays, busy weekends,
no time for family, no time for friends,
 
my job steals most of my time,
helplessly, I watch this crime.
 
just for few bits of money,
I forgot those moments with my honey,
 
when I should be out - having fun,
I m telling a comp, what's to be done.
 
I hate u, yet I cant get away,
coz, I need the money u pay,
 
god, to thee I pray,
if there be one - show me the way.