OpenBSD - The Legend of Puffy Hood lyrics

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OpenBSD - The Legend of Puffy Hood lyrics

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