Sir Puffy of Ramsay was a wandrin'
Through forests of seaweed all alone
He had found the crusades
Were an endless charade
So for now he called Nothing Hack home
One day he met Little Bob of Beckley
Beat him fair on a log-in by staff
Clever chums they did find
Other fish of their kind
Thwarting evil with humppa and math
Now trouble was a brewin' when the Good King was away
The Sheriff came a callin' for the poor to pay
With CD's and their freedom
For to share online
And burning down the village cause he was a slime
So Puffy and his buddies took the booty from the rich
And turned it into a system to protect poor fish
Sent out by Hook or a Wim
To the teaming schools
Town cryers were on fire cause the crypto ruled
They called it "BSD"
And "Open" because it's always free
So raise up your gla** and
Three cheers to the Funny
Fish for never running
And making something good
And here's to Puffy Hood
Aaaw! Word to the sea y'all
The Hood's a bad ball
Ya underneath he's a heathen and a traitor
He can take from you all and say "later!"
Think he's a hero?
Naw he ain't lovin' ya
He gettin' richer than Bill Gates and Dubya
Read the Wanted poster
Of Sheriff Plac-o-derm fool
We gettin' back the booty
Or we take away your worms too
Yo! Word to the cla**es
Put on your gla**es
I guess the Sheriff is King till this pa**es
Times are a changin' and movin' so fast
He says "Give me your freedom
I'll grasp it and pa** it to bra**
Who can hash it for weapons of ma**ive distraction
And hand me the ba*tards that brashly ama**ed from the cash
Happy faction of oily and ga**y co-action"
No! Don't hand em dick, grab a stick, keep attacking for freedom
And hack till the King cometh back and leave em'
Then trouble was a rollin' with an army on the run
The Sheriff came a callin' for the spikey one
And took back all the booty
Puff intended for the poor
The Arch-a-thon went on despite the mighty roar
Puff snuck into the castle, and found the treasure hill
And also found Maid Marlin held against her will
He loaded all the loot
To give it back and big surprise
He took the maiden too, 'cause she was easy on the eyes
They called it "BSD"
And "Open" because it's always free
So raise up your gla** and
Three cheers to the Funny
Fish for never running
And making something good
And here's to Puffy Hood