With Apologies to Trip & Snooze . . .

You Gotta be on Google

(to the tune of "You've Gotta be in the Guard" by Dos Gringos)

A long, long time ago
Before there was A-O-L
Nobody told a Microsofty
What he could not sell
He could integrate the browser
He could put icons in the toolbar
Now I know some things had to change
But we've gone to f***ing far!

Now you can't program this
You can't program that
Some f***ing lawyer just might get upset
And I just can't believe in this lurch
You gotta be on Google to do search!

They say that we've got talent
But judgement's what we lack
Like writing that Netscape memo
Well we won't take it back
Boies said he was offended
But that only made us smile
Because we knew deep down that he loved it
And he was only in denial!

Now I don't think it could get any worse
You can't update code and you can't search recurse
And I just can't believe in this lurch
You gotta be on Google to do search!

To do search.
To do search.
I just can't believe in this lurch
You gotta be on Google to do search!

Now this antitrust correctness it must come to an end
'Cause we're in the business of business, who gives a f*** if we offend
I can code bugs by the thousands but I can't upgrade Word
Now that's the dumbest f***ing thing that I have ever heard

Now I don't think it could get any worse
You can't update code and you can't search recurse
And I just can't believe in this lurch
You gotta be on Google to do search!

(With apologies to Trip and Snooze)