Diffuse Gedanken eines Dreisterneprogrammierers.

Bob, you've been waiting much too long
Now it looks like the driver is gone
Bob, you've been compiling all night long
All this time wasted dealing with the blob
If I could get the same attention
I'd give you a lot less dissension

If it doesn't come back ...
If it doesn't come back ...

I'll be your Aptitude, whenever you want me.
Don't you know I'll be your Aptitude, whenever you need me.

Bob, every day you've been tracing stacks
I've been hiding in your tray
Bob, all this time I've been suspended
Showing you on what you depended
I'm gonna wait until i get SIGCONT
Until you need to have a further font

If it doesn't come back ...
If it doesn't come back ...

I'll be your Aptitude, whenever you want me.
Don't you know I'll be your Aptitude, whenever you need me.

Each day by your screen
you sit and sigh
hoping to see windows.
You might as well forget about all
And use me in your terminal

If it doesn't come back ...
If it doesn't come back ...

I'll be your Aptitude, whenever you want me.
Don't you know I'll be your Aptitude, whenever you need me.

(Just a little inspiration. A moralic cake for everyone who finds out on what song this bases.)