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Original song |
Bohemian Rhapsody |
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Original artist |
Queen |
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Filk author |
Russell Street |
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Intro |
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VAX Raphosdy
Is this the real login:?
Is it a trap?
Caught on a terminal
No escape from the committee
Open your mail
Look up to the skies
And see...
I'm just a poor hacker,
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Hit me where the wind blows,
Doesn't really matter to me, to me
Momma, just killed a VAX
Type a command into the shell,
Hit RETURN, now it's dead
Momma, my account had just begun
And now I've gone and thrown it all away
Momma, didn't mean to make you crash
If I'm not back on this time tomorrow
Hack on, hack on as if nothing really matters
Too late -- my time has come
Sent shivers down my spine
Bodies aching all the time
Goodbye everybody, I've got to go
Got to leave you all behind and face the truth
Momma, (every way the wind blows)
I don't wanna kicked off,
I sometimes wish I'd never logged on at all
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