A short, short time ago...
I can still remember how
The Luddites used to make me smile.
They told us there'd be hell to pay,
For going the computer way,
And they'd be on the news shows for a while.
Now viruses, they made me shiver,
With every e-mail as delivered,
Melissa in my in-box.
I thought of selling my stocks.
But I still remember back that day
When I first debugged Y2K
So I wasn't worried anyway
The day that nothing died.(CHORUS)
My, my, year 2000 came by
Drove my pick-up to the fill-up and my charge card still buys
And those good ol' boys with their stockpiles so high
Were saying "How come there's still power supply?"
"How come all the airplanes still fly?"
"Can you write some COBOL code?"
"Then welcome back into the fold."
Was the call that nearly came too slow.
Through all the overtime we got,
And all the No-Doz that we bought,
Computer dinosaurs were taught to think past 'double aught.'
Well it came right down to the wire
But nothing critical expired.
The gloom-and-doom erupted
But the files are uncorrupted.
I was a lonely teenage software geek
Who could code an OS in a week
So I knew things just weren't all that bleak
The day that nothing died I started singing...
(CHORUS) Oh my, my, year 2000 came by
Drove my pick-up to the fill-up and my charge card still buys
And those good ol' boys with their stockpiles so high
Were saying "How come there's still power supply?"
and "How come all the airplanes still fly?"
Now for 10 years it's been overblown
But not the due dates overflown
And it's all like it used to be.
Though doom had threatened everything
With phrases ripped from Steven King
And spawned a movie made just for TV.
And when the zero hour came due
The software clocks ran right and true.
The doomsayers were thwarted,
Apocalypse aborted.
There was a power outage near.
But it was not due to the year.
A squirrel bit the transformer.
And it was all that fried.
We were singin'
(CHORUS) My, my, year 2000 came by
Drove my pick-up to the fill-up and my charge card still buys
And those good ol' boys with their stockpiles so high
Were saying "How come there's still power supply?"
and "How come all the airplanes still fly?"
Hoarding, boarding in a helter-skelter
Canned food piled to the ceiling of your shelter.
Generators selling fast
Along with bottled gas.
But now you're wondering how to get some cash
'Cause the freeze-dried beans aren't such a choice repast.>BR>Now the techno-phobes who preached false doom
While they profit from our gloom
They all tried to cash in
Telling us our system's crashin'
When Y2K at last came due
They vanished with their terror spew
And spent your money in Cancun
The day that nothing died.
And they were singing
(CHORUS) My, my, year 2000 came by
Drove my pick-up to the fill-up and my charge card still buys
And those good ol' boys with their stockpiles so high
Were saying "How come there's still power supply?"
and "How come all the airplanes still fly?"
There we were left here to mend
No desolation off to fend
It's time to left click "start" again.
So come on don't be nervous, don't be sick
Go on and give your mouse a click.
Fear mong'ring was the Devil's only friend.
And as we go further on into this year
We'll drop the unsubstantial fear
Our future is so much more than drear
Beyond the day when nothing died.
I saw Dick Clark when the big ball dropped
While pundits asked why nothing stopped
And life just went on anyway.
I went down to the software store
Where I'd seen them sweating months before
But the man there said the troubles went away
And in the lines the power screams
The modems squawk all their data streams
Through interface not broken
And rings still sending tokens.
Now if you'll pardon one last boast:
The power grid and website host
Nothing's fried; not one is toast
The day that nothing died.
And we're all singing
(CHORUS) My, my, year 2000 came by
Drove my pick-up to the fill-up and my charge card still buys
And those good ol' boys with their stockpiles so high
Were saying "How come there's still power supply?"
and "How come all the airplanes still fly?"
Author Unknown