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