DiscoKing lays down a track.

It's the GIBs, the GIBs.  Uh, uh.

Here come the Geeks In Black. GNU defenders.
Here come the Geeks In Black.   Linux dorks, remember?

The weird guys dress in black, remember that, just in case we ever DCC to
make contact.
The title held by me, GIB, means what you think you saw you did not see.
And just like Windows off the hard drive was gone, black suits with the
mirror shades on.
Talk in BitchX, type in silence, guarding against Microsoft violence.
But yo, we ain't on no nightclub's list.   Our party skills straight up
don't exist.
Saw Windows crash?  Watch your back.  Cause you never know where the GIBs
is at.

Here come the Geeks In Black.  GNU defenders.
Here come the Geeks In Black.   Linux dorks, remember?

Now, from the deepest and the darkest night,  apps bright fill the
monitor's light.
Netcams zoom,  armies in bubbles doom, and then like boom, buncha geeks
fill the room.
We're the quickest, talk to witnesses.
Equalizer, Rasterizer.
We're the first, last, and only line of defense against the ICMPs of the
universe.
So don't fear us, cheer us.
If you ever get near us, don't jeer us.
We're fearless.
GIBs syndropping up connections
"Whassat stand for?"
Geeks.  In.  Black.

Let me see you just smurf with me, just smurf with me, just smurf with me, 
come on and let me see you just config with me, just config with me, now
config with me,
c'mon and let m'see you just iptraf with me, just iptraf with me, just
iptraf it with me, now make your mouse work. 
And freeze.

Here come the Geeks In Black. GNU defenders.
Here come the Geeks In Black.   Linux dorks, remember?

Alright, check it.  Let me tell you this in closing.   I know at first we
might seem imposing.
But trust me, if we ever reset your connection:  Believe me, it's for your
own protection.
Cause we see logs that you need not see, and we go to cons that you need
not be.
So go with your life, forget that Windows crap, just show up and become a
Geek In Black.