[Intro Verse] You used to learn the craft by fire, By sleepless nights and pure desire. But now they prompt, and out it flows, A line of code that no one knows. [Intro Interlude] [Verse 1] You prompt a bot, call it code, No IDE, just OpenMode. No types, no tests, no plan, no flow, Yet somehow: "It works, let's go!" You ship a dream on shaky ground, Don't know what breaks, just what you found. And when it fails, you blame the tool, But code ain't kind to those who fool. [Pre-Chorus] And when the stack breaks down, You're nowhere to be found. The logs are screaming loud, But silence is your crowd. [Chorus] Vibe codin', feelin' fine, "Ship the product, never mind!" You don't write, you just describe, But code ain't built on vibes! [Interlude] [Verse 2] No branches, merges, build or stage: Just press a button and skip the page. You think production's just one click, 'Til everything goes down real quick. You chase the output, skip the thought, Forget the rules that time has taught. But software's more than "Make it run!", It's caring how the job gets done. [Pre-Chorus] When errors rise and things go wrong, You hum a prompt, then move along. No breakpoints, logs, or deep insight Just "Fix it fast" and hope it’s right. [Chorus] Vibe codin', feelin' fine, Skipping steps to cross the line. You just describe, you never delve: Vibe codin' ain't real dev. [Solo] [Bridge] You don't know scope, don't know threads, Never traced a stack of dread. Yet you launch, and you brag, While the rest of us fix your lag. [Verse 3] You fight the code, you sweat the fix, You trace the mess, you learn the tricks. But now they say you're obsolete, Replaced by vibes and something sweet. You see the trends, the posts, the pitch: "Just vibe your app, get rich real quick!". You wonder if you're just too old, Or if the future's bought and sold. [Final Chorus] Vibe codin', feelin' brave, But that ain't how real devs behave. You don't build, you just prescribe, But code ain't built on vibes! [Outro] We wrote in pain, in joy, in nights... Now prompts replace our fights and frights. It's not the craft we hoped to grow... But maybe it's the way we'll go. And maybe, yeah, this sounds absurd, Just devs afraid of this new world. A boomer song, a bitter cry... Made with the same AI we deny. [Solo] --- ✂️ Cut here ✂️ --- [Outro Chorus] Vibe codin', feelin' brave, Maybe that's how the world behaves. We still write code, but just ourselves: Vibe codin'... Ain’t real dev.