Cow Boy

See CowboyCoding.

 >> Ritualistic pair programming...
 > 
 > Any practice we do on a regular basis can be called "ritualistic." You are
 > bringing in negative emotion instead of letting your argument speak for
 > itself.

I think someone wants to be a lone player. You know; a cowboy.

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Cowboy

[to the tune of Cowboy by Kid Rock]

 Well I told my momma video games would pay the bills
 cause out west there's dot com gold in them thar hills
 Find a team with a dream and I'l show'em how it's done
 with a taste of my uzi all the bad guys run

And I'm a CowBoy who can code all night With a bottle of jolt till the dawn's early light Buy a jag with cash 'cause the first game flipped And we could'a wrote a sequel but the code base dripped

Sellout short, take my goods on the run, Seek a second-year startup cookin' up Web Site fun. Teach them just one thing... I hit the road and they can't teach me nothin' fools just watch me code

Start a naming convention, that changes each day And start a committee to interpret what my comments say CowBoy don't need no code rewiews And I'm a headin' out west, sucker...because I wanna be a

Cowboy baby With a laptop open down in Silicon Valley

Cowboy baby Takin' West Coast VeeCees? out for a ride

I wanna be a Cowboy baby Codin' at night cause I sleep all day

Cowboy baby I can smell a guru from a mile away

I bet you'll catch my bugs a bitin' before I get to work But to fix each one I'l charge you your shirt Throned king, WebRing, followin' my own star I once was common but I know who you are

I work all alone so don't cross my past Never pair never share and I always cast And if the price is right I'm gonna make my show on Your code base stylin' for a job-hop hoe-down

Cowboy baby With a laptop open down in Silicon Valley

Cowboy baby Takin' West Coast VeeCees? out for a ride

I wanna be a Cowboy baby Codin' at night cause I sleep all day

Cowboy baby I can smell a guru from a mile away

Yeah, I'm a CowBoy you can call me Boss Cause the dot coms' crashed left me on top

Seen a market for my code that you can't refactor And say, 'Yeah version two needs a crew down town to re-write her!' No kiddin, gun slingin, coupled-up un-zoom And I'l die long 'fore I work in a common code room

No remorse for my style, in your eye it ain't right Your boss likes me better 'cause you ain't her type, uh Cause chaos, write like Saliere' Find an excuse for every abuse for my source code players

Ninety line functions, seventeen parameters Copy-n-paste my way past KLOC-fright amateurs Why they wanna pick on me..? lock me out and hotcard my key I ain't no chief, my success is a failure

I ain't straight outta grad school, writin' one big layer Cooooo-ment like a sailor, live at starbucks My only words of wisdom are just "make it work" I'm trickin' your runway down and out on a motion, and

Keep on codin' until I fall in the ocean!

Cowboy baby With a laptop open down in Silicon Valley

Cowboy baby Takin' West Coast VeeCees? out for a ride

I wanna be a Cowboy baby Codin' at night cause I sleep all day

Cowboy baby I can smell a guru from a mile away

--PhlIpRock


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