Eleanor Rigby
Sits at the keyboard and waits for a line on the screen
Lives in a dream
Waits for a signal
Writing some code that will make the machine do some more
Who is it for?

All these lonely users, where do they all come from
All these lonely users, where do they all belong

Hacker Mackenzy
Writing the code for a program that no one will run
Its nearly done.
Look at him working.
Fixing the bugs late at night when there's nobody there
nobody cares.

All these lonely users, where do they all come from
All these lonely users, where do they all belong
Ahhhh… look at all those lonely users…
Ahhhh… look at all those lonely users…

She can kill all your files
She can freeze with a frown
And a wave of her hand bring your whole system down
And she works on her code until twelve after three
She lives like a bat but she's always a hacker to me.