Golden Fleece

        Such a rush is going through my body!
	You are so far across the net.
	Tender words run through my tty line.
	I will get closer to you yet.

	It's hard for me to ponder long
	On every friendly byte,
	For how can I touch you the way I want to touch you
	When I intend to stay home and append to my program
	For the rest of the night?

	My keys are stuck.  I've lost control.
	Your thoughts are so close to mine!
	We share a craving and a craft, my friend.
        We two are walking a fine line.

	Is it hard for you to ponder long
	On every loving byte?
	Oh, how can you touch me the way you want to touch me
	When you intend to stay home and append to your program
	For the rest of the night?

define CHORUS <
	A hacker's love is like a golden fleece:
	It can swap in and out, in and out,
	Oh, transparently.  I know this is true:
	I couldn't stop hacking for the life of me,
	And I do love it so, mm I do love it so.
>
	CHORUS

	But lots of code is missing from its body:
	My program should be able to hack the net!
	Fresh ideas flow through my weary mind...
	I have't finished with it yet.

	But it's hard for me to ponder long
	On every buggy byte,
	For how can I hack it the way I want to hack it
	When I intend to leave home and befriend a new lover
	By the end of the night?

	CHORUS

	But
repeat 2,<
	You can't complete a program.  No,
	You can't complete a program.
	When one version's done,
	You'll write a better one.
	And then start a better better one.
>

	Oh, run, run, be done by three.
	It's gotta fly, run, run, efficiently.
	[S]He's lying next to me.			*
	Sexuality, let go of me,
	So I can keep on hacking!

	(repeat and fade out)