The City of New Haven

(sung to ``The City of New Orleans'')

Writing in the city of New Haven
The computer zoo at the school that's known as Yale.
Fifteen nodes and fifteen restless students
Editing files, sending electronic mail.

And the bits flow silently
As the keys click steadily
And the screen pops up windows filled with news
And we read the current net.jokes
And drink a dozen diet Cokes.
This lab's got the midnight pset blues.

Goodnight professor how are you
Don't you know that we're on problem one.
We're in the town they call the city of New Haven.
We will write 100 lines when the day is done.

Our program won't perform the way its written.
We fail to pass the leak tests of valgrin'
We spend untold hours tracing down the problem.
The code is tricky -- hairy as Rin Tin Tin.

We have to crawl around the stacks
And try a dozen dirty hacks
But every time the program gags and dies.
Our filthy code would make you choke
And one by one our programs croak
Their bytes are dust before our very eyes.

Good morning professor how are you
Don't you know our programs almost run.
We're in the town they call the city of New Haven.
We will find 100 bugs when the day is done.

It's lunch time in the city of New Haven.
In three days we have yet to go to sleep.
We leave the zoo in search of lost nutrition.
We walk to Clarkes and graze like stupid sheep.

We suffer through our aches and pains
As grease from Greece pollutes our veins
We feed on pizza full of feta cheese.
The cheese can really get our goats,
We eat dolmades and clutch our throats.
We are grateful when the final grape leaves.

Hello professor how are you
Don't you know our meal is underdone.
We're in the town they call the city of New Haven.
We will gain 100 pounds when our work is done.

We interview in the City of New Haven
For an internship at Bain or BCG
We're primed to analyze a business problem.
Then they ask us to reverse a string in C.

We think back to CS 2 2 3
And try to use a red black tree
But soon we toss that idea in the trash.
The interviewer starts to laugh
When we begin to code a graph
We realize all our hopes have turned to hash.

Goodbye piazza we'll miss you
Don't you know our life has just begun
We're in the town they call the city of New Haven.
We will read 100 posts by the time we're done.