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Title    : Don't Call From Home
Original : The Man's Too Strong
Group    : Dire Straits
Author   : Jonathon Luning <LUNJONT@YALEVMX>
Intro    : 
Song     : 

     
                         Don't Call From Home
                         ====================
                 by Jonathon Luning <LUNJONT@YALEVMX>
              Sung to the Tune of "The Man's Too Strong"
                           by Dire Straits
     
            I'm just an ageing hacker-boy
            And in the days I used to play
            And I've called the tune
            To many a system's ruin.
            Now they say I am a real criminal
            And I'm hiding away.
            Just one more terminal session.
     
            I have simplified robbery
            With my PCs.
            I have called in the money
            And it's now overseas.
            I have re-written bank accounts
            With thousands on my books;
            Made up identities
            Without changing my looks.
     
            And I can still hear the touch-tones
            And the clicks on the phone.
            Don't call too long.
            Don't call from home.
     
            Well I've cracked IBM
            And I've cracked NSA
            And I've cracked every network
            In the whole USA.
            I have called out on Sprint
            And from any payphone;
            Billed to people
            I never have known.
     
            And I can still hear the touch-tones
            And the clicks on the phone.
            Don't call too long.
            Don't call from home.
     
            Well the sun comes in my office
            And they all did hear him say
            "You're really too much for us,
            You're worth more than we can pay.
            You may still hear from Burroughs
            But I ask you now today:
            Won't you please work with us
            At the good old CIA?"
            Now I run all surveillance
            From LA to Kremlin's dome.
            Don't call too long.
            Don't call from home.