OpenBSD Release Songs

Every 6 months the OpenBSD project has the pleasure to release our software with artwork and a matching song. Theo and some other developers mutate a theme (from a classical setting, a movie, or some genre) into the fishy world of Puffy, to describe some advance, event or controversy the project went through over the previous six months. To match the art released with the historical CD sets, we joined up with some musicians we know to make at least one song.

Three audio CDs have been made which contain approximately 5 years of songs each:



The Songs 3.0 - 4.0

The Songs 4.1 - 5.1

The Songs 5.2 - 6.0

6.2: "A 3 line diff"

(OGG 3.0MB) 1:54 (MP3 3.5MB) Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,

A tale of a fateful diff,

That started on a set of stairs

Right by a pizza joint.

Art was a mighty coding man,

And he was mighty sure

The only change that was required

Was a three-line diff, a three-line diff.

The coding started getting tough,

The change began to swell,

Despite the confidence of the programmers

The system would then crash,

the system always crashed.

The simple change became complex

Just too many things overlooked,

With Grabowski,

And the testers too,

Theo watching and skeptical

Miod Vallat,

And Kettenis, and Dale, and...

Hacking Grabowski's diff.

So this is a tale of our programmers,

They've been here for 20 years.

They'll have to do the best they can,

It's an endless task.

Grabowski and the others too

Will do their very best

To get the changes into prod

It is an epic slog,

No QEMU, only DDB,

Not a single luxury,

Like Ritchie and Thompson did

It's as primitive as can be

So check a new diff every week,

Your head is sure to hurt

While all the puzzled programmers

Gawk at Grabowski's diff

Working on a marginal diff.



Lyrics by Carson Harding based upon tale from Theo de Raadt. Vocals by Johnny Nordstrom, Chris Wynters, Scott Peters (of Captain Tractor). Composition, arrangement, instruments, and recording by Jonathan Lewis. This song was released 13 months after 6.2 due to various factors.

(OGG 4.7MB) 3:30 (MP3 6.4MB) I had a Type-4 keyboard,

Bought with my Sun workstation,

Hacked on it 'til my fingers bled.

Was the winter of '95.

Me and the guys from core,

Had a source tree with lots of history.

Chris and Charles held a little coup,

I should have known I'd lose my history.

Oh, when I look back now,

I can see we all have nothing

When it all can be... when it can be taken away.

Everyone needs to know their history.

It was the winter of '95

So we carried on with a fresh source tree,

Spent all of our hours coding,

Making changes in our private history,

Repeating the error of the past, yeah.

The source tree just got too big,

Too many diffs, too unreliable,

Too few people had any access;

Got to open it up now and forever

Everyone needs to see the history.

Sometimes when I look for something

Reading ancient tarballs with despair

I wonder what they were thinking.

And now the times have changed

Repos on the web, git,

now githubs everywhere.

not like the winter of '95

Back around that Halloween,

Microsoft said open source would never last,

But now they use the repo tools,

In the same open access way.

Everyone needs to see the history.



Lyrics by Carson Harding and Theo de Raadt at the Ship & Anchor. Vocals by Cary Shields. Composition, arrangement, instruments, vocals, and recording by Jonathan Lewis.

6.0: "Another Smash of the Stack"

(OGG 6.5MB) 4:23 (MP3 8.0MB) OpenBSD 6.0 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. We don't need no exploitation

We don't need no overflows

No ROP stack pivots spraying pointers

Hackers, leave my stack alone!

Hey! Hackers! leave my heap alone!

All in all it's just raising the bar

All in all you're just raising the bar

"Wrong, Code it again!"

"If you don't fix yer JIT, you can't exec the pages.

How can you exec the pages if you don't fix your JIT?"

"You! Yes, you there with the keyboard, shut up and hack!"



Lyrics by Todd Miller. Composition, arrangement, instruments, vocals, and recording by Dewi Wood.

(OGG 7.2MB) 5:10 (MP3 9.4MB) OpenBSD 6.0 CD2 track 3 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Black Hat, out there in the cold

Hacking websites for control

Can you crack me?

Black Hat, working for the Chinese

With twitchy fingers on flashing keys

Can you spoof me?

Black Hat, don't let them put you in the light

Never give in: just fight!

Black Hat, always trying to p0wn,

Social engineering with a phone,

Can you phish me?

Black Hat, with your buffer overflows

Waiting for someone to hit one

Can you probe me?

Black Hat, do you do this for pure knowledge?

They opened the file! Too bad: they're pledged

But it was all futility

The firewall was strong

As all can see

No matter how he tried

He could not break free()

And his worm just sputtered and died

Black Hat, skimming cards down at the bank

always claiming "it was just a prank!"

Can you scam me?

Black Hat, out there on the net

Throwing packets with wget

Can you hack me?

Black Hat, have you no hope at all?

The firewalls were carped: they never fall



Lyrics by Philip Guenther. Composition, arrangement, instruments, vocals and recording by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 4.8MB) 3:51 (MP3 7.0MB) OpenBSD 6.0 CD2 track 4 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Money, donate your pay.

Automate with a cron job and we'll be ok.

Money, donate your pay.

Thoughtful programming versus "just make it fast".

TLB that cache with high CPU and cause a thrash.

Single cores are out, SMP unlocking

Will get you a faster net stream

Canaries have your back.

In the right place, hacks stop in your protected stack.

Puffy, he's a hit.

Theo doesn't suffer users' ill-informed bullshit.

Fly to hackathons, sleep in dormatory beds

Worldwide userbase, can you fund our project?

Not donating, it's a crime.

Distributed and shared fairly but can't exist on just a dime.

OpenBSD, so they say

Is the securest system today

Don't make us busk until dusk 'cause we'd rather be hacking away



Lyrics by Jason B. George. Drums by Cikomo Paul. Bass and vocals by Ulrike Jung. All other instruments, composition, arrangement, and recording by Joerg Jung. Mastering by Lars Neugebauer of adlerhorstaudio.

6.0: "Comfortably Dumb (the misc song)"

(OGG 8.3MB) 6:10 (MP3 11.5MB) OpenBSD 6.0 CD2 track 5 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. "Hello,

Are there any experts out there?

Please reply if you can help me.

I just rm -rf'ed /home"

"I don't know how

But I need this feature now.

My users are pained

I need my server up again."

"Relax.

The list needs a dmesg first.

Just the basic facts

Stop whining between your blurts."

There is no wifi, you are pleading.

Vendor firmware not on horizon.

Packets only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but broken audio mutes what you're saying.

Fork-bomb child. Crappy C coder.

Bad PF ruleset. Machines fall down, go boom.

Now we've got that feeling once again.

We can't explain, you would not understand.

This is just how you are.

Original poster, you ... have become comfortably dumb.

OK

Just a little firewall pin prick

There'll be lots of aaaaaaaah!

You're p0wn3d by a script kiddie dick.

Can you upgrade?

We do believe it's working, good.

That'll keep you going for a while.

Our patience is at null.

There is no wifi, you are pleading.

Vendor firmware not on horizon.

Packets only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but broken audio mutes what you're saying.

Fork-bomb child.

I can no longer handle reading misc.

I want to scrape out both my eyes.

I tried to reply but your address bounced.

I give you my middle finger now.

My inner child is crushed.

My dreams are gone.

You ... have become comfortably dumb.



Lyrics by Jason George. Composition, arrangement, instruments, vocals, and recording by Dewi Wood.

(OGG 7.8MB) 5:30 (MP3 10.2MB) OpenBSD 6.0 CD2 track 6 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Mother, don't you want to change this code?

Mother, don't you think this cruft's too old?

Mother, do you think we're heading for a fall?

Ooooh aah, mother, we should change these calls.

Mother, should I send a patch upstream?

Mother, do you think it'll change a thing?

Mother, will they twist this in an unfair light?

Ooooh aah, is it just a waste of time?

Hush now, baby, baby, don't you cry

Mama's gonna keep all of her customers true

Mama's gonna keep legacy crap there with you

Mama's gonna keep changes from making them sad

She won't let you flense but she might let you add

Mama's gonna keep baby growing much more

Ooooh, babe, ooooh, babe, ooooh, babe

Of course Mama's gonna help add some calls

Mother, do you think this code is stuffed? (with shit.....)

Mother, do you think it's dangerous? (a bit.....)

Mother, can we tear this API apart?

Oooh aah, mother, will you break my heart?

Hush now, baby, baby, don't you cry

Mama's gonna rig all of the standards for you

Mama won't let anything foreign get through

Mama's gonna wait up till you send it, dear

Mama will subvert things not invented here

Mamma's gonna keep baby under control

Ooooh, babe, ooooh, babe, ooooh, babe

Don't say deprecation to me.

Mother, does change need to be so hard?



Lyrics by Bob Beck. Composition, arrangement, instruments, vocals, and recording by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 1.3MB) 1:07 (MP3 2.0MB) OpenBSD 6.0 CD2 track 7 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Goodbye CDs

I'm done with you today

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

No more pre-production

And no more long delays

So I have peace

Of mind

Goodbye.



Lyrics by Bob Beck. Composition, arrangement, instruments and recording by Jonathan Lewis. Vocals by Theo de Raadt.

6.0: "Wish you were Secure"

(OGG 6.2MB) 4:54 (MP3 9.0MB) This track missed the 6.0 CD release, therefore it is only available here. So,

So you think you can sell

Our Heaven to Hell?

ABIs cast in stone?

Would you sell the green fields

to buy your own cage?

Be stable for a wage?

So you think you can sell

Did you decide to trade

Your leaders for stock?

Complex code in the tree

For simple code that was free?

Cold cash for your clout?

Did you walk out

On a lead role in the war

For a part as a boy scout?

How I wish, how I wish you were secure

We're just two old fish swimming in a toilet bowl,

it's all so impure

Fighting over the same APIs

What do you prize?

That same old lure

Wish you were secure



Lyrics by Philip Guenther. Vocals by Tierra Watts. Programming, electric bass, electric guitar, and electric violin by Jonathan Lewis.

Composition, arrangement, recording by Jonathan Lewis. Instruments by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 5.1MB) 3:46 (MP3 6.9MB) OpenBSD 5.9 CD2 track 3 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. BSD fight buffer reign

Flowing blood in circuit vein

Quagmire, Hellfire, RAMhead Count

Puffy rip attacker out

Crackin' ze bathroom, Crackin' ze vault

Tale of the script, HEY! Secure by default

Can't fight the Systemagic

Über tragic

Can't fight the Systemagic

Sexty second, black cat struck

Breeding worm of crypto-suck

Hot rod box unt hunting wake

Vampire omellete, kitten cake

Crackin' ze boardroom, Crackin' ze vault

Rippin' ze bat, HEY! Secure by default

Chorus Cybersluts vit undead guts

Transyl-viral coffin muck

Penguin lurking under bed

Puffy hoompa on your head

Crackin' ze bedroom, Crackin' ze vault

Crackin' ze whip, HEY! Secure by default

Crackin' ze bedroom, Crackin' ze vault

Crackin' ze whip, HEY! Secure by default

Chorus

Lyrics based on the 3.1 song "Systemagic" by Ty Semaka. Music rearranged by Timm Markgraf. Performed by Timm Markgraf (vocals, guitar, banjo), Malte Schalk (bass), and Moritz Brümmer (cello). Recorded at Esdenera in Hannover, Germany. Mastered by Arno Jordan at Castle Röhrsdorf near Dresden.

5.8: "20 years ago today"

(OGG 3.1MB) 2:19 (MP3 4.2MB) OpenBSD 5.8 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. It was twenty years ago you see

Theo opened a cvs tree

Made commits to many a file

Joined by others in a very short while

Take a moment to view

The source of all this code

The openbsd cvs repo...

We're the openssh repository

We hope you will enjoy the code

The openntpd repository

But that's not all that's here oh no...

The mandoc 'pository, smtpd 'tory

The libressl repo too

It's wonderful to see the code

Re-used far and wide

The license is so liberal

We'd love for you to code with us

We'd love for you to code...

I don't really want to have to go

But it's hackathon time and so

The coder will commit the code

That he wants all of you to load

So let me introduce to you the one and only Puffy Fish

And the openbsd cvs repo...

B... S... D...



Lyrics by Todd C. Miller. Composition, arrangement, recording by Jonathan Lewis. Vocals and instruments by Jonathan Lewis.

Arrangement, recording and synthesizer design by Alexandre Ratchov, on OpenBSD.

(OGG 3.4MB) 3:06 (MP3 5.7MB) OpenBSD 5.8 CD2 track 4 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. After 20 years, one has to admit:

With every release,

Puffy becomes better,

a little better all the time.

With every release,

Puffy becomes better,

so much better all the time.

Let's count in sys:

2064534 lines of C code

51526 lines of Assembly code

With every release,

Puffy becomes better,

really better all the time.

Let's count in log:

314544 commits from developers

43.67 commits per day on average

351 hackers and slackers through the years

Proactive security and sane defaults

Puffy becomes better than ever before

Free, functional, and secure by default

With every release,

Puffy becomes better,

so much better all the time.

With every release,

Puffy becomes better,

so much better all the time.

With every release,

Puffy becomes better.

With every release,

Puffy becomes better,

so much better all the time.



Lyrics, composition, arrangement, and recording by Joerg Jung. Female vocals by Ulrike Jung. Edited, composed, and arranged on OpenBSD using Audacity, CMU Flite, and Schism Tracker. Mastering by Lars Neugebauer of adlerhorstaudio and Joerg Jung.

5.8: "A Year in the Life"

(OGG 6.7MB) 4:52 (MP3 8.9MB) OpenBSD 5.8 CD2 track 5 is an

uncompressed copy of this song.



I read the news today oh boy

About a silly man who made a change

And though the hole was rather bad

Well I just had to laugh

I saw the code he wrote.

BIO_snprintf with a cast..

He didn't know the POSIX API had changed

A crowd on slashdot stood and stared.

They'd seen such code before

Everyone was really sure

It was from 1984..

I saw a tweet today oh boy.

The OpenBSD devs had just forked the code.

And though the code was rather gross

They held their nose and dove.

Having read the code..

I'd love to Ceeeeee Veeeeee Eeeeeee.

Built up.. a sense of dread..

IMPLEMENT_ASN1 macros in my head.

Found a way down through 10 levels of hell

And looking there, I noticed more to fix.

#unifdef, and rewrite that

cut this out, and hear it splat.

Found my way upstairs and read hackernews

whining about comic sans and CVS.

Whiiiiiiinne whine whine....

Whiiiine whinee.... Whine Whineee....

whine.. They... Use Cee.. Vee Esss...

I read the news today oh boy

Four thousand holes in OpenSSL

And though the holes were rather small

They embargoed them all

The privileged get to patch them

while the rest get no info, at all...

I'd love to Ceeeeee Veeeeee Eeeeeee.



Lyrics by Bob Beck. Composition, arrangement, recording by Jonathan Lewis. Vocals and instruments by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 3.9MB) 3:00 (MP3 5.9MB) OpenBSD 5.7 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song.



Comin' to ya, via CVS

All the code, that's safe to load

Got the ProPolice, in the GCC

Boundry checks, and Canaries

I'm a Source Fish, ha ha

Yeah I'm a Source Fish

I'm a Source Fish

Woah I'm a Source Fish

Code used to suck, in a Big way

But it Keeps getting better, each and every day

OpenSSL, wasn't done by us

With Libre ha ha, there ain't no fuss

I'm a Source Fish

Woah I'm a Source Fish

I'm a Source Fish

I'm a Source Fish

With a secure shell, and a key or two

You'd be amazed, at what I can do

OpenSSH, relayd, PF, OpenNTPd

All I am, has been used for free

I'm a Source Fish, that's right

I'm a Source Fish

I'm a Source Fish

Yeah I'm a Source Fish

When the bullies, in that neighborhood

Come collecting, just remember that I'm Free, I'm Free Yeah Yeah, I'm Free Yeah Yeah

Instrumental I'm a Source Fish, ha

Yes I'm a Source Fish

You, over there You a Source Fish, ha ha

Yeah, I'm a Source Fish

Who that over there, He's a Source Fish, You a Source Fish, ha

I'm a Source Fish, Yeah Yeah

I'm a Source Fish, Yeah Yeah

Source Fish



Richie Pollack: vocals and harmonica. Jonathan Lewis: programming, bass, piano, and Hammond B3 organ. André Wickenheiser: trumpet. Lyrics by Bob Kitella. Produced and Recorded by Jonathan Lewis.

5.6: "Ride of the Valkyries"

Composed by Richard Wagner in July of 1851. Arranged and performed by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 5.9MB) 4:18 (MP3 7.9MB) OpenBSD 5.5 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Tell me doctor, what will be the date,

Is it 1901, or 2038.

All I wanna do is make my keyboard sing



From today I'll be fine

But you better promise me I won't wrap back in time.

Don't wanna wrap back in time.



Don't bet your future on compat's bad advice

Better remember, bugs always strike twice.

Please don't use time32_t, not just a word again



So talk to me, I'll be fine

But you better promise me I won't wrap back in time.

Don't wanna wrap back in time

Don't wanna wrap back in time

No bad hacks in time.



Don't wanna wrap back in time

Don't wanna wrap back in time

don't wrap! don't wrap!



Lyrics by Bob Beck and Philip Guenther. Vocals by Steve Pineo. Composition, arrangement, recording, and mastering by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 3.0MB) 2:27 (MP3 4.5MB) OpenBSD 5.4 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. PF divert-to and async resolver

Function call tracing to show how you got there

BGE changes to speed up the stack

These are a few of our favorite hacks



Closing the kernel thread races that hang you

Updating ports from the versions that pain you

Kernel mode setting and elf comes to vax

These are a few of our favorite hacks



Buffer queue limits and locale additions

Man-page updates to relate the traditions

Make DHCPD better with acks

These are a few of our favorite hacks



(chorus)

When my programs crash, when the kernel hangs

When I'm feeling mad

I update to get more of our favorite hacks

And then I don't feel so bad



(repeat)

(chorus)

When the build stops, when the panic hits,

When I'm feeling mad

I update to get more of our favorite hacks

And then I don't feel so bad



Lyrics by Philip Guenther. Vocals by Allison Lynch. Composition, arrangement, recording, and mastering by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 4.4MB) 3:07 (MP3 5.7MB) OpenBSD 5.3 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. I've seen things your programs wouldn't believe.

[laughs]

Stack frames unwinding with Turing complete behaviour.

I watched threads racing trampoline bindings in ld.so.

All those overwrites will be lost in memory

like [coughs] accesses to NULL.

Time to dump core.



Lyrics by Theo de Raadt. Composition, arrangement, vocals, recording, and mastering by Bob Kitella.

(OGG 4.1MB) 3:01 (MP3 5.6MB) OpenBSD 5.2 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Linux, the one and only true Unix

We are in every way Posix

We voice our yearning "Someday soon"

We won't need any other.

Then, tomorrow brings a new distro

It's better than the last you know

Another million bits that changed

All the hacks and tweaks we conjure up

They just get pushed into Posix

There's one thing that I know

The world will love it, all Linux

Then, there's other stuff we push as well

Others can work around this hell

With just a million lines of Shell

Now, as standards ape the one Linux

Everyone else just gets stuffed

There's one thing that I'm certain of

The world will love it, all Linux

We are Posix

World, you'll love my Linux

Linux, Linux



Lyrics by Bob Beck. Music composed and arranged by Jonathan Lewis. Vocals by Doug McKeag. Guitar by Victor Farrell. All other instruments, Jonathan Lewis. Recorded, mixed, and mastered Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

(OGG 4.0MB) 2:47 (MP3 5.1MB) OpenBSD 5.1 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. If you've got a bug

That you just can't shove

Who ya gonna install?

Bugbusters!

Buffer overflow?

Don't know where to go

Who ya gonna install?

Bugbusters!

I ain't afraid of no holes

I ain't afraid of no holes

And you're off by one

And it ain't no fun

Who ya gonna install?

Bugbusters!

If your system's down

And it makes you frown

Who ya gonna install?

Bugbusters!

I ain't afraid of no holes

I ain't afraid of no holes

If you need a trace

Gonna win that race

Who ya gonna install?

Bugbusters!

If you got a crash

And you got no cash

Who ya gonna install?

Bugbusters!

OpenBSD makes me feel good!



Written and Arranged by Ty Semaka and Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics and Vocals by Ty Semaka. All instruments programmed by Jonathan Lewis. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

"Shut up and Hack"

(OGG 4.7MB) 3:11 (MP3 5.8MB) This is an extra on "The Songs 4.1 - 5.1" Audio CD. Shut up and hack!

In the hack room

In the back room

Wires everywhere

At the tables

Fingers able

Take another dare!

Close up your holes

Pick up the slack!

Get your head down!

Shut up and hack!

Close up your holes

Pick up the slack!

Get your head down!

Shut up and hack!

Coding faster

You're the master

of security

In your t-shirts

Hack till it hurts

This is how to be free

CHORUS Hit the pub now

We're a club now

Trading genius for free

Have a laugh and

Be a rock band

This is how it should be!

CHORUS

"Sonate aux insomniaques"

This is an extra track by audio-subsystem developer Alexandre Ratchov. It has no lyrics. The music is inspired by a poem with the same title and was entirely recorded and mixed using OpenBSD.

(OGG 4.0MB) 3:03 (MP3 5.6MB) OpenBSD 5.0 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. What? Me Worry?

Not with this stuff

Nobody gettin' in

Nobody get tough

I'm a comic book kid

Having fun in the woods

Carving out toys

and makin' em good

Ya it's spy versus spy

I got so many tricks

I got undercover agents

Even out in the sticks

Threw a brick through your window

Ya it's teenage fun

Then I blew up a bridge

And blocked out the sun

Little black flies

on a pile of GNU

With a Dairy Queen tip

And Imma comin' for you

Make fun of everybody

That's my thang

Ya It's a geeks wet dream

I give a poit! blit! spang!

It's a mad mad world

and number 5 is alive

I gotta black submarine

and I'm built to survive

Threw a brick through your window

Ya it's teenage fun

Then I blew up a bridge

And blocked out the sun

Keep the source open

Gonna get my kicks

I'm 16 now

Ya I don't need mix

Got a stack o magazines

In my treehouse club

Nobody gettin' up here

Its secure ya bub

Got a dime store bazooka

And a bubble gum tank

Got pots and pans for cookin' up

some Open source stank

Threw a brick through your window

Ya it's teenage fun

Then I blew up a bridge

And blocked out the sun



Written and Arranged by Ty Semaka and Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics and Vocals by Ty Semaka. Percussion and fuzzy bass guitar by Jonathan Lewis. Electric guitars by Tim Williams. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

(OGG 5.7MB) 3:43 (MP3 6.8MB) OpenBSD 4.9 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. How many streams must a fish swim down

before you can call him a man?

And how many codes must a vendor lock down

before silicon turns to sand?

Yes and how many times must the lawyers fly

before they are forever banned?

The answer my friend

BSD 4.2

The answer

BSD 4.2

How many years can a planet exist

before it is paved by the V?

How many years can some source code exist

before it's allowed to be free?

Yes and how many times can a fish turn his head

and pretend that he just doesn't see?

The answer my friend

BSD 4.2

The answer

BSD 4.2

How many times must we fight for the right

to share what is already ours?

Yes and how many times must we hitch while we hike

To end up not getting far?

And how many fish must we shove in our ear

before we can hear every star?

The answer my friend

BSD 4.2

The answer

BSD 4.2

And now we can travel the galaxy

with ships that are silicon made

And now with a towel and a laptop in hand

our future is made in the shade

And what did we use to build on and on

Inside everything that we use?

The answer my friend

BSD 4.2

The answer

BSD 4.2



Written and Arranged by Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics and Vocals by Ty Semaka. Guitar and harmonica by Leslie Alexander. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

Written and performed by Manuel Jara and Mauricio Moreno of 'Los Morenos'.

(OGG 6.3MB) 4:39 (MP3 8.5MB) OpenBSD 4.7 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Back when I was twenty

They said I wouldn't last

All that I believed in

Were the teachings of the past

All I ever wanted

Was to keep the world secure

And all the criticizing

Was something I'd endure

The changes that I've been through

And the trials along the way

The battle isn't over

And I'm living day by day

But I'm still here

Some say that I'm a hero

But I'm just being me

With my filter I can hide

My true identity

One day when I was flying

Across the open skies

I saw the bridge to freedom

Had been weakened over time

The server room was burning up

And melting the array

A little breath of cold air

Was enough to save the day

CHORUS:

But I'm still here

Better than I've ever been before

I'm still free

Close a window, open up a door

I'm still me

INSTRUMENTAL Now that I am older

And I've been around so long

The world is ever changing

I'm still righting all the wrong

CHORUS:

Written, arranged, and sung by Bob Kitella. Guitar by Tim Campbell. Keyboard by Bob Kitella and Jonathan Lewis. Bass, additional programming, mixing, and mastering by Jonathan Lewis.

4.6: "Planet of the Users"

(OGG 3.6MB) 2:38 (MP3 4.8MB) OpenBSD 4.6 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Welcome to the future

One very rich man

runs the Earth with

one multinational

owns your stuff

and owns your birth

Everyone is armless

Personal robots

Do it all for you

Sitting on your slug head

One channel TV

never gonna bore you

CHORUS

Does it sound like a paradise

or a way to die

while alive and a loser

I'm a man from the open past

And I'll never last

on the Planet of the Users

Everyone is happy

No more government

No more media

Only the Company

Entertains you

while it feeds you

Soylent Green pap

Eating your friends while

shopping, buying

Stupid applications

Obsolete before you try them

CHORUS Take me back

Take me back

Please

Take me back

Way back in my time

Open source kept

everyone choosing

People knew the insides

Of devices they were using

Hackers had a doorway

Now it's locked and

dumbed down so much

One button coma

Stop the future truly outta touch

CHORUS

Written and arranged by Ty Semaka and Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics by Ty Semaka. Vocals by Duncan McDonald, bass guitar by Jonathan Lewis, guitars by Russ Broom, drums by John McNeil. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

(OGG 4.5MB) 3:29 (MP3 6.4MB) OpenBSD 4.5 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. I love to hate my PC

But now it's not so easy

Just wanna get this job done

But these A.M.L. games are dumb

You wanna know the truth?

Intel's controlling you

And Microsoft is too

But this is nothing new

With A.C.P.I.

This endless mess so corporate

Tangles and angles

In what could be straight forward

Lost connections

Lost my mind

It's such a waste of time

CHORUS Now on the motherboard

Where all my life is stored

Playing with garbage there

With rules so unfair

Ruled by A.C.P.I.

Whose heart is so corrupted

Forcing us all to play

Our progress interrupted

Lost connections

Lost my mind

It's such a waste of time

CHORUS Yes I'm a user

And I'm not the only one

I'm not a loser

With help from Puffy Tron

And we will find it

The pin in all this heartache

Map our devices

And we know what it'll take

Lost connections

Lost my mind

Oh Ooh Woah end of line

(bridge)

On and on

Can we all be wrong?

All and all

We are one

Clean the dream

Gone wrong

We are Tron

On and on and on

Instrumental CHORUS (guitar solo) Instrumental pre-chorus CHORUS

dumb dumb dumb



Music written and arranged by Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics by Ty Semaka and Theo de Raadt. Synth, drum and bass programming by Jonathan Lewis, guitar by Russ Broom, vocals by Jonny Sinclair. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

4.4: "Trial of the BSD Knights"

(OGG 4.4MB) 3:05 (MP3 5.6MB) OpenBSD 4.4 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Source Wars

Episode IV

Trial of the BSD Knights

Not so very long ago

and not so far away

AT&T made system code

and gave some bits away

Some Berkeley geeks rebuilt it

better, faster, more diverse

This open thing was wonderful

for everyone on Earth

And then the roaring 90's came

The Empire changed its mind

And good old greed was back again

The geeks were in a legal bind

The Empire's Unix Lab

sued BSDi from above

The code is free but

only we can sell it bub!

The University came calling

in full protective mode

and proved the source in Net/2

didn't use the Empire's code

Then Bostic brought the Empire's books

n' slammed them dandys down

And showed the giant chunks

of BSD code all around

They didn't even give an ounce

of credit front to back

This broke the license USL

was using to attack

The case was thrown out by the judge

and "settled" out of court

And UCB was big enough

to take it like a sport

And to this day the geekfolk say

Now did we win or lose?

They shoulda made 'em reprint

every book with proper dues

And take out ads in major rags

apologetically

And maybe now it wouldn't be

the same monopoly

The Empire might have tumbled

down if everybody saw

How greed became so big

they couldn't see that glaring flaw

But only one community

the one that makes it tick

Is there to fight for everyone

exposing hypocrites

And OpenBSD is here

to tell the story right

Once again the fight is fought

and kept in shining light

And may the source be with you

May the Empire fall apart

Ya like that's gonna happen!

But we gotta keep heart!



Music written and arranged by Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics and vocals by Ty Semaka. Clarinet by Cedric Blary. Alto Sax 1 & 2, Tenor Sax by Lincoln Frey. Drum, Bass, and Steel Drum programming by Jonathan Lewis. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

(OGG 6.5MB) 4:48 (MP3 8.2MB) OpenBSD 4.3 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Puffy and the mighty Cryptonauts

Trading with new lands by open C

Corporate monsters, many closing passages

Tempting harpies

13 years of treachery



Journey's over, welcome home the heroes

Offering the bounty of their trade

Useful clothing spun from the golden fleece

For the people, free and very strongly made



But something's wrong with them

They will not take our free wares

"What's the matter good people?

Why are you so scared?

Why?"



Then one brave soul spoke out

"We're not allowed to take your gifts

Hypocrites has spoken

There are many new laws"



Hypocrites appears

"Puffy!

You must obey my new rules!"



"First rule one dictates

You cannot give your code away"



(In Greek) To your health, Nick, great bouzouki player and cool dude.



"And rule two dictates

You must give it to me

So I can give it away properly for free"



"The list goes on of course

But for traders this is all you need"



"This is madness!

He has lost his mind!

This defies the first law of free trade

Rule zero came before this rule one

Freedom means you cannot dictate to anyone"



Then Hypocrites goes mad.



Music written and arranged by Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics by Ty Semaka and Nikkos Diochnos. Vocals and bouzouki by Nikkos Diochnos. Baglama, second bouzouki, violin, bass, and drum programming by Stelios Pulos, né Jonathan Lewis. Guitar by Methodios Valtiotis, né Allen Baekeland. Percussion by Pentelis Yiannikopulos, né Ben Johnson. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

(OGG 6.4MB) 4:40 (MP3 4.0MB) OpenBSD 4.2 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. The starting line is nervous

we burst upon the course

Electric is our passion

An open hearted force

The water's full of dangers

That interrupt the flow

And soon the spirit splinters

as temptation takes its toll

*Give and get back some

Sharing it all

Path we know best

we're having a ball

Opulent mission

Lost in our passion

You can still choose

If you don't swim to win

you'll never lose*

One Zero Zero Zero Zero One

The window is a wall by now

A sieve of sickened holes

The water chicken stealing maps

Mistaking us for foes

The sun a son of Icarus

Flies too close to itself

Forbidden fruit is blinded

by the toys upon the shelf

*CHORUS* One Zero One Zero One Zero One

Slow and steady wins they say

but this is not a race

It's not about who takes a prize

for first or second place

Imaginary rings of brass

Were traded for real goals

The vision and the mission lost

For those with corporate souls

*Give and get back some

Sharing it all

Path we know best

we're having a ball

Give and get zeros

Give and get ones

Given to you but

Not you to us

Opulent mission

Lost in our passion

You can still choose

If you don't swim to win

you'll never lose

You'll never lose*



Music written and arranged by Jonathan Lewis. Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios. Vocals by Duncan McDonald. Drums by John McNeil. Guitar by Jeff Drummond. Bass and keyboards by Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics by Ty Semaka and Theo de Raadt.

4.1: "Puffy Baba and the 40 Vendors"

(OGG 8.3MB) 4:19 (MP3 4.1MB) OpenBSD 4.1 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Here's an old story ...



Puffy Baba and the 40 Vendors

We all know the details

Magic cave, magic words, some thieves,

some serious loot,

and lucky — Mister — Baba

Who got a bad rap if you ask me

The little guy who

did the best with what he had



Here are Mr. Baba's lessons

Load one ass, take a few trips and spend

in moderation

Three things the average man can't — get — right



If you know your brother is a greedy bastard

never give him the password

If he goes penguin on you,

stop — being — his brother.

When a cave is guarded by magic lawyers

A sea of blood will be its doormat

So do the best with what you have



Beyond the lessons — you must know this

that the Devil is as real as your address

But unlike Vendors,

he at least keeps the door open



Vendors of water that should be free

Look upon their words and despair

Their badvertising made a thief of my brother

then made him better off dead

Now he hasn't got shit to do his best with



Gratis. Free. Libre. Cuffo.

The companies of thieves stole every good adjective

and left us with open source (sores)

sharing smaller and smaller bandages

for each consecutive cut

But with the salty water of labour

parched desert becomes pregnant black soil



It's not whether you're well off

it's where you dig the well

The best the little guy can do is what

the little guy does right



Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios. Voice by Richard Sixto. Lyrics by Ty Semaka.

(OGG 6.0MB) 4:00 (MP3 3.9MB) This is the extra song on the "The Songs 3.0 - 4.0" Audio CD. Be Open

Be Vocal

Stay Open

Stay Vocal

(repeat) OpenBSD

Twice a year,

me an' Theo Theorize over beer

at the Ship and outhip all the misers

and take strips out of liars.

He sits me down and he tries to explain:

He says "The badabadabingabanger

button on the raidorama cuttin'

on the systematicalifornication

and a license application

is a fishybomination

and a random allocation

got a copywritten melanoma

sasafrazzin' wireless device".

OK stop.

I get it.

Some asshole lied.

And then he says,

"The crashorama villaination

lawyerific pornication threatifies

the only honest hackerammerunderider

in the cyber cider documation

universal anagrama-attic (I'm outta here)

cohabitationizizingation"

OK stop.

I get it.

Some asshole said he was "open"

but he was only open for business.

I get it.

Where's my pencils?

Bring me my mic!

Be Open

Be Vocal

Stay Open

Stay Vocal

(repeat) Then he has another beer and

gets all, you know, pushy.

Make Puffy kill pussies?

And too much thinkin' and kitchen sinkin'

the drawings or toons I should say,

where a fish can talk, be an agent

a hit man or walk, and ride horses

and forces my hand to make Puffy a spy

or a cowboy, or WHY a little girl, in a dream

and fake Floyd as the theme?

And squeeze in five concepts

every time, every song!

And the geeks and Theo lose it

if I draw the device wrong!

"It's four little buttons not five Ty"

And pretty soon I'll be losing my mind

cause it's a f@#!kin' cartoon!

(beat boxin')



(OGG 3.6MB) 2:40 (MP3 2.3MB) OpenBSD 4.0 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Humppa negala

Humppa negala

Humppa negala

Venismechah

Humppa negala

Humppa negala

Humppa negala

Venismechah

Humppa neranenah

Humppa neranenah

Humppa neranenah

Venismechah

Humppa neranenah

Humppa neranenah

Humppa neranenah

Venismechah

Uru, uru achim!

Uru achim b'lev sameach

Uru achim b'lev sameach

Uru achim b'lev sameach

Uru achim b'lev sameach

uru achim!

uru achim!

OpenBSD!



(circus torture)



Humppa negala

Humppa negala

Humppa negala

Venismechah

Humppa negala

Humppa negala

Humppa negala

Venismechah

Humppa neranenah

Humppa neranenah

Humppa neranenah

Venismechah

Humppa neranenah

Humppa neranenah

Humppa neranenah

Venismechah

Uru, uru achim!

Uru achim b'lev sameach

Uru achim b'lev sameach

Uru achim b'lev sameach

Uru achim b'lev sameach

uru achim!

uru achim!

OpenBSD!



Based on the traditional Jewish song "Hava Nagilah" composed by Anonymous. Section of "Enter The Gladiators" (circus theme) composed by Julius Fučík. Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios. Accordion, Tuba and drums by Jonathan Lewis. Vocals by Ty Semaka & Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 6.0MB) 4:00 (MP3 7.6MB) OpenBSD 3.9 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Little baby Blobby was a cute little baby

when we found him on the beach,

there was nothin' shady

you could bounce him on your knee

like a ba-ba-ball

and his first little word was adorable

He said a blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah blah

Blah!



Thin edge of the wedge?

But everybody was so happy — about Blob



Blob was popular at school he was helpful too

He could get your motor runnin'

with a drop of goo

He was givin' it away never charged a dime

But by the time he graduated

Blob was business slime!

He was a blah blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah



He's givin' you the Evil Eye!



Now everybody had it

they was drivin' around

They was givin' up their freedoms

for convenience now

Blobbin' up the freeway, water black as pitch

And somehow little Blobby was a growin' rich!



He was a blah blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah



It's linkin' time!



Now it was out of control

n' fishy's came to depend

on Blobby's Blob Blah, seemed to be no end

Then his empire spread and to their surprise

Blobby been a growin' to incredible size!



He's a blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b



Then along came a genius Doctor Puffystein

And he battled the Blob

who had crossed the line

He was 50 feet tall — Doctor said "No fear"

I got a sample of Blob I can reverse engineer!



But it was too late!

Blob was takin' over the world!

He wants your video!

Ya he wants your net!

He wants your drive!

He wants it all!!



Somebody help us!

Noooooooo!

NVIDIA!

Intel!

Atheros!

3-Ware!

VIA!

ATI!

Broadcom!

TI!

Myricom!

HighPoint!

Adaptec!

Mylex!

ICP Vortex!

and IBM!

Takin' over the world!



Music composed by Ty Semaka and Jonathan Lewis. Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios. Vocals and Lyrics by Ty Semaka & Theo de Raadt. Bass guitar, organ and bubbles by Jonathan Lewis. Guitar by Tom Bagley. Drums by Jim Buick.

3.8: "Hackers of the Lost RAID"

(OGG 5.6MB)

Instrumental version (OGG 5.5MB) 4:24 (MP3 8.1MB) Instrumental version (MP3 8.0MB) OpenBSD 3.8 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Narrator: Welcome friends to the adventures of Puffiana Jones! Brought to you by the good people at OpenBSD! Whether braving jungles of wires, oceans of code, or hacking the most treacherous of crypts, one fish fights for justice. With bravery and morality like none other, one name rings true. Puffiana Jones, famed hackologist and adventurer! Tracking down valuable artifacts and returning them to the public from the steely grip of greed. Many a villain has he pummeled, many a vile vendor has he thwarted, countless thugs, lawyers and kitties abound. Join us now in his latest adventure. Hackers of the Lost RAID! Marlus: Puffy, this mission will be dangerous. Puffy: I'm a careful guy Marlus. Puffy and Salmah: They're hacking in the wrong place! Beluge: You will never get the documentation Jones! Ah ha ha ha ha! Puffy: Now you're gettin' nasty. Puffy: SCSI's, why'd it have to be SCSI's? Salmah: API's, very dangerous. You go first. Narrator: Through thick and thin our hero persists, until finally, there before him lies the answer of the ages. How to get OpenBSD, the world's most secure operating system, to communicate with the lost RAID. But alas, he is foiled once again by the evil Neozis. Again he must chase the truth. Will our hero prevail? Triumphant again! Join us next time for the continuing adventures of Puffiana Jones!

Music composed by Ty Semaka and Jonathan Lewis. The Moxam Orchestra programmed and played by Jonathan Lewis. Vocals and Lyrics by Ty Semaka. Drums by Charlie Bullough. Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

(OGG 13MB) 10:08 (MP3 18MB) OpenBSD 3.7 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. The heroine is deaf to her device

her uncles on the farm,

send out the alarm

and the shit storm flies

E-maelstrom is lifting up the house

With Puffathy inside,

twisting up a ride

to the land of OS

Hard landing, the packets celebrate

The wicked lawyers dead

The open slippers red are

Hers to take

Ding dong the lawyer's dead

You're off to see the Wizard kid

The north witch instructed Puffathy

To get yourself back home

Take this yellow road and

You'll be fine

Believe in the open ruby shoes

Now go to see the Wiz and

give Taiwan your biz

You'll never lose

The 3 friends she made along the way

Were nice but pretty lame,

lazy and insane

but they sang OK

Ding dong the lawyer's dead

You're off to see the Wizard kid

Finally we're through the trees

The city glows

It's positively green

Pompously the wizard booms

He wants the broom of triple 'w'

Go to the west

You must pass the test

For me

Bring me the ride

of the witch I despise

And you'll be free

You don't need the broom

You don't need the shoes

You don't need the wiz

You will never lose

You have all you need

You always had heart

You always had courage

Did somebody fart?

You always had brains

You answered each call

And this may surprise you

But you've got some balls

So double click heels

and work with Taiwan

And speak to your doggie

You're already gone....



Lyrics and vocal melody written by Ty Semaka. Main vocals by Jonathan Lewis, sung female vocals by Adele Legere, Puffathy (little girl voice) by Anita Miotti, monkeys and laughing by Ty Semaka, guitar by Reed Shimozawa, drums, bass and all other sounds programmed by Jonathan Lewis. Co-Arranged by Ty Semaka & Jonathan Lewis. Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Lewis at Moxam Studios.

(OGG 5.2MB) 4:00 (MP3 7.7MB) OpenBSD 3.6 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Well he rode from the ocean far upstream

Nuthin' to his name but a code and a dream

Lookin' for the legendary inland sea

Where the water was deep n' clean n' free

But the town he found had suffered a blow

Fish were dying, cause the water was low

Fat cat fish name o' Diamond Dawes

Plugged the stream with copyright laws



He said my water's good n' my water's free

So Pond-erosa, you gonna thank me!

Then he bottled it up and he labeled it "Mine"

They opened n' poured, but they ran outta time!

So Puff made a brand and he tanned his hide

Said. "this is the mark of too much pride"

Tied him to a horse, set the tail on fire

Slapped er on the ass and the water went higher!



Pond-erosa Puff

wouldn't take no guff

Water oughta be clean and free

So he fought the fight

and he set things right

With his OpenBSD



Well things were good fer a spell in town

But then one day, dang water turned brown

Comin' to the rescue, Mayor Reed

He said, "This here filter's all ya'll need"

But it didn't take long 'fore the filter plugged

Full of mud, n' crud, n' bugs

Folks said "gotta be a gooder way"

Mayor said "Hell No! She's O.K."



"The water's fine on the Open range"

And he passed a law that it couldn't change.

"No freeze, no boil, no frolicking young"

Puff took him aside, said "this is wrong"

Then he found the Mayor was addin' the crud!

So he took him down in a cloud of blood

Said "The Mayor's learnd, he's done been mean"

So they did it right and the water went clean!



CHORUS

So once agin' it was right, but then

The lake went dry, she was gone again!

Fish started flippin' and floppin' about

Yellin' "Mercy Puff! It's a doggone drought!"

So he rolled up-gulch till he hit the lake

Of Apache fish, they was on the take

They'd built a dam that was made of rules

Now Puff was pissed and he lost his cool!



I'm sick and tired of these goldarn words!

n' laws n' bureaucratic nerds!

You're full o' beans n' killin' my town

and if you's all don't shut er down

I'll hang a lickin' on every one

of you sons o' bitchin' greedy scum!

So he blew the dam, an' he let 'er haul

Cause water oughta be free for all!



CHORUS

That's right!

I'll hang a lickin' on ya!

Never piss on another man's boot!



Vocals, Lyrics, Melody and Co-Arrangement by Ty Semaka — Guitar by Chantal Vitalis — Bass by Jonny Nordstrom — Drums by John McNiel, Fiddle — Co-Arrangement, Recording, Mixing, Mastering by Jonathan Lewis of Moxam Studios.

3.5: "CARP License" and "Redundancy must be free"

(OGG 6.8MB) 5:21 (MP3 9.7MB) OpenBSD 3.5 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this skit & song. Customer: Hello, I would like to buy a CARP license please. Licenser: A what? Customer: A license for my network redundancy protocol, CARP. Licenser: Well, it's free isn't it? Customer: Exactly, the protocol's name is CARP. CARP the redundancy protocol. Licenser: What? Customer: He is an.... redundancy protocol. Licenser: CARP is a free redundancy protocol! Customer: Yes, I chose it out of three, I didn't like the others, they were all too... encumbered. And now I must license it! Licenser: You must be a looney. Customer: I am not a looney! Why should I be tied with the epithet looney merely because I wish to protect my redundancy protocol? I've heard tell that Network Associates has a pet algorithm called RSA used in IETF standards, and you wouldn't call them a looney; Geoworks has a claim on WAP, after what their lawyers do to you if you try to implement it. Cisco has two redundant patents, both encumbered, and Cadtrack has a patent on cursor movement! So, if you're calling the large American companies that fork out millions of dollars for the use of XOR a bunch of looneys, I shall have to ask you to step outside! Licenser: Alright, alright, alright. A license. Customer: Yes. Licenser: For a free redundancy protocol? Customer: Yes. Licenser: You are a looney. Customer: Look, it allows for bleeding redundancy doesn't it? Cisco's got a patent for the HSRP, and I've got to get a license for me router VRRP. Licenser: You don't need a license for your VRRP. Customer: I bleeding well do and I got one. It can't be called VRRP without it. Licenser: There's no such thing as a bloody VRRP license. Customer: Yes there is! Licenser: Isn't! Customer: Is! Licenser: Isn't! Customer: I bleeding got one, look! What's that then? Licenser: This is a Cisco HSRP patent document with the word "Cisco" crossed out and the word "IETF" written in in crayon. Customer: The man didn't have the right form. Licenser: What man? Customer: Robert Barr, the man from the redundancy detector van. Licenser: The looney detector van, you mean. Customer: Look, it's people like you what cause unrest. Licenser: What redundancy detector van? Customer: The redundancy detector van from the Monopoly of Cizzz-coeee. Licenser: Cizzz-coeee? Customer: It was spelt like that on the van. I'm very observant! I never seen so many bleeding aerials. The man said that their equipment could pinpoint a failover configuration at 400 yards! And my Cisco router, being such a flappy bat, was a piece of cake. Licenser: How much did you pay for that? Customer: Sixty quid, and twenty grand for the PIX. Licenser: What PIX? Customer: The PIX I'm replacing! Licenser: So you're replacing your PIX with free software, and yet you want to license it? Customer: There's nothing so odd about that. I'm sure they patented this protocol too. After all, the IETF had a hand in it! Licenser: No they didn't! Customer: Did! Licenser: Didn't! Customer: Did, did, did and did! Licenser: Oh, all right. Customer: Spoken like a gentleman, sir. Now, are you going to give me a CARP license? Licenser: I promise you that there is no such thing. You don't need one. Customer: In that case, give me a Firewall License. Licenser: A license? Customer: Yes. Licenser: For your firewall? Customer: No. Licenser: No? Customer: No, half my firewall. It had an accident. Licenser: You're off your chump. Customer: Look, if you intend by that utilization of an obscure colloquialism to imply that my sanity is not entirely up to scratch, or indeed to deny the semi-existence of my little half firewall, I shall have to ask you to listen to this! Take it away CARP the orchestra leader! A zero... one.. A one zero one one

VRRP, philosophically,

must ipso facto standard be

But standard it

needs to be free

vis-à-vis

the IETF

you see?

But can VRRP

be said to be

or not to be

a standard, see,

when VRRP can not be free,

due to some Cisco patentry..

Singing...

La Dee Dee, 1, 2, 3.

VRRP ain't free.

O P E N B S D

CARP is free

Is this wretched Cisco-eze

let through IETF to mean

my firewall must pay legal fees?

No! CARP and PF are Free!

Fiddle dee dum,

Fiddle dee dee,

CARP and PF are free.

1 1 2,

Tee Hee Hee,

CARP and PF are free.

My firewall just keeps running, see,

bisected accidentally,

one summer afternoon by me.

Redundancy's good when free.

Redundancy must be free.

Redundancy must be free.

The End

Under the Geddy Lee?

No, Redundancy must be free!

Geddy must be free.



"CARP License" sketch:

Tony Binns as the Customer, Peter Rumpel as the Licenser. "Redundancy must be free" song:

Lead vocal by Peter Rumpel, backing vocals by Jonathan Lewis and Ty Semaka. Piano by Janet Lewis, acoustic guitars by Chantal Vitalis.

Bass and Geddy Lee questioning by Jonathan Lewis. Lyrics by Bob Beck.

3.4: "The Legend of Puffy Hood"

(OGG 5.1MB) 3:30 (MP3 7.0MB) OpenBSD 3.4 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. 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!



Chorus:

They called it "BSD"!

And "Open" because it's always free

So raise up your glass 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 classes

Put on your glasses

I guess the Sheriff is King till this passes

Times are a changin' and movin' so fast

He says "Give me your freedom,

I'll grasp it and pass it to brass

who can hash it for weapons of massive distraction.

And hand me the bastards that brashly amassed from the cash

happy faction of oily and gassy 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



Chorus:

They called it "BSD"!

And "Open" because it's always free

So raise up your glass and

three cheers to the Funny

Fish for never running

and making something good!

And here's to Puffy Hood!



Music, Co-arrangement, Recording, Mixing, Drum Programming, Bass, Organ, and Violin by Jonathan Lewis. Co-Arrangement, Lyrics, and Main Vocals by Ty Semaka. Back-vocals by Bob Beck, Calvin Beck, Theo de Raadt, Alan Kolodziejzyk, Jonathan Lewis & Peter Valchev.

Rap #1 by Richard Sixto. Guitar by Chantal Vitalis.

(OGG 3.3MB) 4:00 (MP3 7.5MB) OpenBSD 3.3 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Deep through the mists of time

Gaze to the crystal ball

Back to the age of darkness

Black was the protocol

A King ruled the web with fear

Spilling the blood of men

Then from the ocean came

Puff the Barbarian



Born in a tiny bowl Puff was a pet

Sold into slav-er-y by the man

Eating the weeds till he was strong enough

Breaking his bonds like nobody can

Down the sewer pipes of Hell

A thousand kitties then did bleed

Constraints were slain as well

Hacked his way out to the C

And there he found

His destiny

Hammer of the Ocean God

"Xor taking care of me"

Then in a dream Xor requested he

"Go to the Sun King, get what I yearn

Kernighan saw it, prophet of the C

Knowledge — so they may never return"

At the tower Puff appealed

For the wisdom of the One

Denied, his mind did reel

Puff was getting tired of Sun

Broke down the guard

Cause math is hard

Saw McNealy on his throne

All alone and only bones

Come the Sun King blade ablur

Hammer down eclipse the Sun

And Puff, the land secured

The new King Barbarian!



Written and arranged by Ty Semaka. Co-arranged, recorded, mixed & mastered by Jonathan Lewis. Vocals by DeVille, guitar by Sean Desmond, bass by Ian Knox, drums by John McNiel, violin by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 2.3MB) 3:00 (MP3 2.5MB) OpenBSD 3.2 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Goldflipper

With golden skin

and flippers as sharp as a knife

He's the machine

Designed to dismember your life

And the fish

Protecting us all from the cat

And the cat

Infecting the wo-orld for a laugh

Cyborg on a mission

To do some Puff fishin'

The doctor wants fugu tonight!

(short instrumental intro) You'll need some machismo to

catch the spikey one

He's got guts and gizmos to

make the system run

But Flip's here for fun

and without a gun

He'll dice you with his Golden fin

She's all over Puff cause he's

such a sexy catch

Is she spying on him or

just a seafood match?

Oh double seven

Send me to Heaven

Cause for Mr. Po-o-o-ond

The women are fond

She knows what to do

She'll turn Gold to goo

Goldflipper is gone

Gold flipper's goooooooooooooone



Lyrics by Ty Semaka. Arranged by Ty Semaka & Jonathan Lewis. Base & drum programming, recording, mixing & mastering by Jonathan Lewis. Vocals by Onalea Gilbertson. Sax by Dan Meichel. Trumpet & Trombone by Craig Soby.

(OGG 2.3MB) 3:00 (MP3 2.9MB) OpenBSD 3.1 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. BSD fight buffer reign

Flowing blood in circuit vein

Quagmire, Hellfire, RAMhead Count

Puffy rip attacker out

Crackin' ze bathroom, Crackin' ze vault

Tale of the script, HEY! Secure by default

Can't fight the Systemagic

Über tragic

Can't fight the Systemagic

Sexty second, black cat struck

Breeding worm of crypto-suck

Hot rod box unt hunting wake

Vampire omellete, kitten cake

Crackin' ze boardroom, Crackin' ze vault

Rippin' ze bat, HEY! Secure by default

Chorus Cybersluts vit undead guts

Transyl-viral coffin muck

Penguin lurking under bed

Puffy hoompa on your head

Crackin' ze bedroom, Crackin' ze vault

Crackin' ze whip, HEY! Secure by default

Crackin' ze bedroom, Crackin' ze vault

Crackin' ze whip, HEY! Secure by default

Chorus

Produced & Directed by Ty Semaka and Ian Knox. Written, Arranged and Performed by Ty Semaka (vocals, lyrics), Ian Knox (bass, drum programming), and Sean Desmond (guitar). Recorded & Mixed at Ruffmix Audio Productions (Calgary) by Kelly Mihalicz. Mastered by Jonathan Lewis.

(OGG 2.3MB) 3:00 (MP3 2.9MB) OpenBSD 3.0 CD2 track 2 is an

uncompressed copy of this song. Don't tell anyone I'm free

Don't tell anyone I'm free

During these hostile and trying times and what-not

OpenBSD may be your family's only line of defense

I'm secure by default

They that can give up liberty to obtain a little temporary safety

deserve neither liberty nor safety

RELEASE TIME!!!!

Stay off, stay off, stay off...

I'm secure by default

stay off, stay off, stay off



By The Plaid Tongued Devils. Produced & Arranged by Ty Semaka & Wynn Gogol. Written & Performed by Gordon Chipp Robb (bass line), John McNiel (drums), Ty Semaka (vocals & lyrics), and Wynn Gogol (programming). Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Wynn Gogol of Workshop Recording Studios (Victoria BC). Check out thedevils.com