Dot-slash, I was fixing my path
Long about a Saturday night
To dub-dub, gettin' ready to pub
Thinking everything was alright

Well, I set it up to pub, sent my key just like before
I pushed the packet with it
And I headed for the door, and then
Dot, slash! it undid my old path
Well how was I to know there was a proxy going on

They was a-slashing and back-slashing, reelin' with the feelin'
Rooting and re-rooting, routing and re-routing, yeah yeah

Bing bang, now the page just seems to hang
Devops from my living room rug, yeah
Tik-tak, we're shaving this yak
Oh my this is a the dancing bug

There was malloc lock with-a broken brew
GDAL and GIS GRASS was-a even missing, too
A-well-a, clear cache, that solved up the whole batch
I went and put my dancing shoes on, yeah

I was a slashing and back-slashing, reeling with the feeling
Rooting and re-rooting, routing and re-routing, yeah

Yes, I was a-slashing and back-slashing, I was encoding and decoding
Yeah, I was routing and re-routing, we was a-reeling with the feeling
Keys were mishing and a-mashing, rooting and re-rooting
I miss Flash, yeah

I was a slashing and back-slashing
One time keys were a-mishing and a mashin
I was a-rooting and re-rooting
git stash