Come and listen to a story 'bout a man name Jed,
A poor College Kid barely kept his family fed
But then one day he talked to a recruiter,
"They'll pay ya big bucks if ya work on a computer",

Unix that is . . . CRT's . . . Workstations;

Well the first thing ya know ol' Jed's an Engineer,
The kinfolk said "Jed move away from here",
They said "Arizona is the place ya oughta be",
So he scarfed down some donuts and he moved to Ahwatukee,

Intel that is . . . dry heat . . . no amusement parks;

On his first day at work they stuck him in a cube,
Fed him more donuts and they sat him at a tube,

They said "Your project's late but we know just what to do,
Instead of 40 hours, hey, we'll work you fifty-two!"

OT that is . . . unpaid . . . Mandatory

The weeks rolled by and things were looking bad,
The schedules they did slip and managers were mad,
They called another meeting and decided on a fix,
The answer's really simple, "Hey, we'll work him sixty-six",

Tired that is . . . stressed out . . . no social life

Well, months stretched to years and his hair was turning gray,
Ol' Jed worked real hard while his life just slipped away,
Waiting to retire when he aged to sixty-four,
Instead he got a call and they kicked him out the door,

Laid-off that is . . . Debriefed . . . Unemployed . . .

Now the moral of the story is listen to what you're told,
Companies will use you and discard you when you're old.
So gather up your friends and start your own firm,
Beat the competition, watch the bosses squirm.

Millionaires, that is... Bill Gates... Steve Jobs...

Y'all come back now... ya hear'