Apologies to the Pet Shop Boys

Another night, with failing tests
Too late to sleep, you just can’t rest
You’re short of breath, is it a heart attack?
Hot and feverish you face the fact

You’re reviewed, and it feels like shame
Because they’ve gone and made a fool of you in public again
You’re reviewed, and it feels like pain
Because you know there’s too much truth in everything they claim

So ask yourself now: Can you deliver
What they want you to?
Ask yourself: Can you even consider
Deploying this code?

You drift into the strangest memes
List comprehensions, and bad idioms,
Admit you’re wrong, oh, no, not yet
Then you wake up and remember that you can’t forget

They made you some kind of laughing stock
Because you don’t write OO, and your code don’t rock
They make fun, and not just in their heads
Said they were gonna go and write themselves some real code instead

So ask yourself now: Can you deliver
If they beg you to?
Ask yourself: Can you even consider
Deploying this code?
Or do you want to hack?
But that’s childish, so childish!
(But that’s childish, so childish

Remember when you were more easily led With DB objects all in your head Trembling as your dreams came true You looked right into that old code and knew

It was shit, and now you can't pretend You've forgotten all the lessons and what they portend It's bad enough, they know how you code But they're not prepared recognise the things it bodes.

So ask yourself now: Can you deliver If they beg you to? Ask yourself: Can you even consider Deploying this code? Ask yourself now: Can you deliver If they beg you to? And ask yourself: Can you even consider Deploying this code? Or do you want to hack? But that's childish, so childish)

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