A #filk of American Remains about Free Software dev and Fediverse admins. Let Freedom ring.
Am F
I'm a Free Software developer, I sit in a darkened room,
C G
I stare at screens for hours, spend too much time on Zoom
Am F
In my mind I build great structures, harmonious and true
C G
I type them in and give them all to you
The world runs on the work we do, you use it every day
Thirty years now, the more we give, the more it gets that way
The legions who make pull requests, you'll never know our names
But we just keep right to it all the same
F Am
The Capital's tried more than once to shoot us in the chest
C G
They may have pulled a trick or two, but they'll never get the best
Fmaj7 Am
of what we do... cause we work for you.
I am the chief GNUsance, I could not stand the walls
Pleasure cards and copyleft, my life resists it all
They tried to kill my free speech with "open source" free beer
But The Fed's called in the bill and I'm still here.
The hoarders, they got money and some aces up their sleeve
They briefly threw me overboard with some trumped-up outrage heat
But I can swim... and I'm back again.
C G
We are heroes of the Free world, what we built remains
F Am
No hoarder can seize it, or stick it in a cage
C G
When capital's forgotten, and techbros left behind
Dm G
Our memories will live on in future times,
Fmaj7 Am
and in git blame... we are the flame.
Now I ain't here to tell a single person how to live,
But the world is still the world and I got some advice to give
They play nice like a spider, to try to suck us in
And everyone falls for it now and then
Meta says they love ActivityPub, gonna do just what they do
They tell us that they're coming, their trolls are coming too
He ain't our friend... this has to end.
We're the Fediverse admins and we are all throughout the land,
Without us it can't happen, but without them it can
This internet was built so folks could talk to who they would
These Wall St boys ain't done us any good
Community ain't easy, it's hard work as you can see
All must tend the fire, or it burns out or burns free
We'll never get it from them... time to grow up, friends.
We are the people of the Fediverse, and we will have nice things
We do not need a funding round to talk about cats and trains
They will not be forgotten, these capitalist swine
who tried to make a chokepoint of our lives
From private planes... this is no game.
We are heroes of the Free world, what we build remains
We come from many nations, play too many video games
When they finally burn down Wall Street, maybe build some guillotines
Our software will keep running all the machines
And we'll be Free... Hackers you'll be Free.