i`ve got 64k memory i`ve got cartridge boards on ebony i`ve got power cords strung out the door think i`ll set up my bulletin board got a modem when i turned thirteen but my dad doesn`t know what telephony means only 1200 baud never leave my room my skins turning pale knocks on the door please don`t disturb me i`m hear with my c-64(!)
learn to phreak through the phone company i`ve got friends somewhere in germany cracked a file to join mod make free long distance calls over seas one saturday morning the feds at the door seize all my nootbooks and take away my commodore! :(
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