[[!meta title="For this software…"]]
[[!meta author="Daniel Silverstone"]]
[[!meta date="2007-07-09 16:20:02 +0100"]]
[[!tag converted-badly-from-textile words filk]]
This filk has been kicking around in my head for some time. I recently
took the time to gather some info about the [Dmitry
Sklyarov](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dmitry_Sklyarov) case and formed
this little ditty.
With apologies to Tracey Chapman…
Three weeks in a Las Vegas jail
For this software, for this software.
Fifty thousand dollar bail
For this software, for this software.
And everybody thinks;
That I’m the fool.
But they can’t read
Any docs from you.
The things we won’t do for docs?
I’d climb a mountain if I had to;
And risk my life so I could read you.
You, you, you…
Every day I’m psychoanalysed
For this software, for this software.
They dope me up and I tell them lies
For this software, for this software
I follow my heart;
And leave my head to ponder,
Deep in these docs
No man can read.
I follow my heart;
And leave my mind to wonder,
Are these docs worth
The sacrifices I make?