| ==Diet Phrack== | |
| Volume Three, Issue Thirty-Six, File 8 of 11 | |
| :-=>|%% Phreaks in Verse II %%|<=-: | |
| by Homey the Hacker | |
| \=================/ | |
| Get in The Ring | |
| /=================\ | |
| [Sung to the tune of Get in The Ring by G-n-f-R] | |
| Why do you look at me when you hate me? | |
| Why should I look at you when you make me hate you too? | |
| I sense a smell of retribution in the air | |
| I don't even understand why the fuck you even care | |
| And I don't need you jealousy | |
| Why drag me down in your misery | |
| And when you stare you don't think I feel it | |
| But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades | |
| When I'm havin phun ya know I can't conceal it | |
| 'Cause you know you'd never cut it in my game, oh yea | |
| And when you're talkin about our sociology | |
| I'll be writin' down your obituary...History | |
| You got your agents with | |
| The Bellcore cash injections | |
| Trumped up charges and implications | |
| Beatin' off with your "spy" operations | |
| Who are you to criticize our publication | |
| Got your subtle manipulative devices | |
| Just like you, I got my vices | |
| I've got a thought that would be nice | |
| I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice...PAIN!! | |
| And that goes for all you punks in the press | |
| That want to start shit by spreadin' lies | |
| Instead of the things we said | |
| That means you | |
| Ed Schwarz at WGN Radio | |
| Richard Sanzda | |
| Gary Collins at Hour Magazine | |
| Geraldo River at CBS ** [CBS being partially owned AT&T] | |
| What you pissed off 'cause Opra Winfrey gets more ratings that you do? | |
| Fuck You | |
| Suck my fuckin' dick | |
| You be liein' to the fuckin' public | |
| Tellin' them your doin' a such favor for society | |
| [while crack dealers like Mayor Barry who should be tried for treason | |
| get off with slap on the wrist. FUCK YOU!] | |
| While they be payin thier hard earned tax dollars | |
| Printin' lies, Startin' controversy | |
| You want to antagonize me? | |
| Antagonize me motherfucker | |
| Get in the ring motherfucker | |
| And I'll kick your bitchy little ass, punk | |
| I don't like you, I just hate you | |
| I'm gonna kick your ass, oh yea! | |
| Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!!!!! | |
| You may not like our integrity | |
| We built a world out of anarchy | |
| And in this corner weighing in at 450 lbs, Phrack Incorporated!!!! | |
| Get in the ring! | |
| Yea, this song is dedicated to all the Phrack fuckin' Incorporated | |
| Fans that stuck with us through all the fucking shit | |
| And to all those opposed...Hmm...Well | |
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| Knight Lite* | |
| /=============\ | |
| *1/3 the calories of regular computer hackers. | |
| [Sung the tune of The Beverly Hillbillies] | |
| Come and and listen to my story 'bout boy named Craig. | |
| Called "Mad-hacker", but is just pullin' your leg. | |
| Then one day he was writin' up a Phrack. | |
| Down came the door with a great big crack. | |
| Foley that is, Secret Service!, FBI! | |
| Well, now old Craig's a million in debt. | |
| Lost his cds and his brand new 'vette. | |
| Mitch Kapor said, "There's someplace you need to be." | |
| So he packed up his apple and moved to DC. | |
| Washington that is!, Lawyers!, Cash flow! | |
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| Erik Bloodaxe | |
| /=============\ | |
| [Sung to the tune of the Daniel Boone theme] | |
| Erik B was a ham...yes a big ham. | |
| He was born with an ego that was big as mountain was he. | |
| Erik B was ham...yes a big ham. | |
| And he told all the ladies he was hung like a mighty oak tree. | |
| >From the dark sun glasses he never takes off to the heal of his K-Mart shoes. | |
| The bitchenest, horniest, drunkenest man that a hacker ever knew. | |
| Erik B was a ham...yes a big ham. | |
| With a mouth like a sewer and so full of manure was he. | |
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| Vanilla Holliday | |
| /================\ | |
| [Sung to the tune of ICE ICE] | |
| Doc, Doc, baby! Doc, Doc, baby! | |
| Lookout! | |
| The Doc is back. King of the Phreaks, and Queen of the Hacks. | |
| "I'll get ya laid yet!" I say with a grin. Meanwhile my hand goes for a spin. | |
| I'm a master cracker, a k-rad hacker, a good 'ole plain down and dirty wacker. | |
| I'll trash your credit if you diss me. You know why? 'Cause I'm the LOD! | |
| Hit it Booyyyeeeeezzzz!! | |
| Doc Doc baby! Doc Doc Baby! | |
| Ya, ya, go get it! | |
| Doc Doc baby! Doc Doc Baby! | |
| Straight to your mother's cousin's uncle's stepsister! | |
| Get back! It's a hack attack! I'm the best, and that's a fact | |
| I've been in Time, Newsweek--they all want me. What's next? M-TV! | |
| I'm gone today, wasn't here tomorrow, maybe I'll get a date with Charo | |
| Ice, yah that was me. But now I've got movie rights with LOD! | |
| Kick it! | |
| Doc Doc baby! Doc Doc Baby! | |
| Go Doc Go Doc go! | |
| Doc Doc baby! Doc Doc Baby! | |
| Yahhhhhhhhhh, straight to Comsec! | |
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| Predit0r ][ | |
| /===========\ | |
| [The predator rap] | |
| His name is Predat0r. He's the editor of TAP. | |
| He looks like Bart Simson and he's so full of crap. | |
| Got a board call the Blitzkreig BBS. | |
| He wishes he was nazi serving under Herman Hess. | |
| (oh well that's all I can think of) | |
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| \=======================/ | |
| Been Caught Phreaking | |
| c0deZ's Addiction | |
| /=======================\ | |
| [been caught Stealing by Jane's Addiction] | |
| Been caught phreaking, once, when I was five! | |
| I just tried phreaking, just as simple as that | |
| Well it's just a simple fact | |
| When I want a call and I don't want to pay for it | |
| I dial up a code | |
| and I dial up a code | |
| Hey all right! I get by! | |
| It's mine! Mine all mine! | |
| hey! | |
| Yea, my girl she's one too. | |
| She gonna get on telenet, just type in microwire | |
| Get a NUA for me | |
| She'll call right through the outdial | |
| Call right throught the outdial | |
| Hey all right! I get by! | |
| It's mine! Mine all mine! | |
| Get c0dez! | |
| Sat around the terminal. Sat and laughed. | |
| Sat around the terminal and laughed | |
| And we did it just like that, did it just like that. | |
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| \======/ | |
| Hack | |
| /======\ | |
| [Sung to the tune of Stand by REM] | |
| Hack in the place where you live | |
| Now dial out | |
| Think about telnet, wonder why you have it now | |
| Hack in the place where you work | |
| Now dial up | |
| Think about tymnet, wonder why you have it | |
| If you are real board hack with SUN | |
| Carry a lap-top to help along | |
| A PAD is there to move you around | |
| If You're not careful your hands will be bound | |
| Hack in the place where you live | |
| Now dial out | |
| Think about telnet, wonder why you have it now | |
| Hack in the place where you work | |
| Now dial up | |
| Think about tymnet, wonder why you have it | |
| A PAD is there to move you around | |
| If you're not careful your hands will be bound | |
| If accounts were trees | |
| Trees would be falling | |
| Listen to reason | |
| Foley is calling | |
| _ _ | |
| (reapeat an (_X_) amount of times) | |
| Now Hack! | |
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| \==========================/ | |
| I'M THE MAN WITH THE BOX | |
| /==========================\ | |
| [Sung to the tune of "Man in the Box" by Alice in Chains] | |
| I'm the man with the box | |
| Burried in my (ESS7) switch!!! | |
| Won't you come and save me, save me? | |
| Feed me lies, where are all your trunks? | |
| (Bellcore) deny your maker | |
| He who tries will be wasted | |
| Feed me lies, now you've shut your trunks! | |
| I'm the dog who phreaks | |
| Can't shove my tones in a switch | |
| Won't you come and save me? | |
| Feed me lies, where are all your trunks? | |
| Bellcore, deny your maker | |
| He who tries will be wasted | |
| Feed me lies, now you've shut your trunks! | |
| Feed my lies, where are all your trunks? | |
| Bellcore, deny your maker | |
| He who tries will be wasted | |
| Feed me lies, now you've shut your trunks! | |
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| \==================================/ | |
| Keep on Hackin in the Free World | |
| /==================================\ | |
| [Sung to the tune of Keep on Rockin in the Free World by Neil Young] | |
| There's CERT on the sceen | |
| Trying to get a clue | |
| Hackers typin on thier screen | |
| Phreaks with boxes that are blue | |
| There's a warning sign in CUD ahead | |
| There's a lot of people sayin | |
| We'd be better of dead | |
| Don't feel like Satan | |
| But we are to them | |
| So I try to forget it anyway I can | |
| Keep on hackin in the free world (4x) | |
| I see a phreak in night | |
| With some trash in his hand | |
| There's an old CO | |
| With a garbage can | |
| Now he takes the trash away | |
| And he's gonna learn a lot | |
| Goes home to hack some more | |
| And he's not gonna a stop | |
| Keep on hackin in the free world (4x) | |
| Got a thousand points of light | |
| On our modems, man | |
| Got a brand new Lexicon in my hand | |
| He found department stores | |
| with carbon paper | |
| Got Crimson Death & Dispater | |
| They say Phrack is back | |
| Gonna keep hope alive | |
| Got codes to crack | |
| Got dumpsters to dive | |
| Keep on hackin in the free world (4x) | |
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| \============/ | |
| FADE TO HACK | |
| /============\ | |
| by Erik Bloodaxe | |
| [Sung to the tune of "Fade to Black" by Metallica] | |
| Accounts just seem to fade away | |
| Losing access every day | |
| Getting lost within some shell | |
| I have lost the will to hack | |
| No more passwords left to crack | |
| There are no more nets for me | |
| I need virtual reality | |
| Nets arent what they used to be | |
| Someone's always logging me | |
| Access Barred, this cant be real | |
| No more packets left to steal | |
| Now they've installed public key | |
| And they're using Secure ID | |
| Security awareness taking dawn | |
| I was root, but now root's gone | |
| Rerouted my call to save myself, but it's too late | |
| Now I can't think, think why I should even try | |
| Yesterday seems as though it never existed | |
| The SS greet me warm, now I will just say goodbye | |
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