http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dwq1D3C4L-4&feature=plcp

Here are the lyrics.

- Spoken in a Shakespearean tone -

Doomfort, Doomfort, There you are!

Your defenses bring thus to a whole new par.

I Speaketh on behalf of admins from here to afar.

GET RID OF THOSE KEYPADS, YOUVE TAKEN IT TOO FAR.

The chances of getting through, is smaller than a hair.

People be ragin in OOC, how it aint fair.

The dude in the fort just replies, "I Dont Care."

Your stuck in a metal fort, when i get through youll have to grow a new pair.

When i peak through the door, i see but a gun.

I imagine the gunfight, oh... it shall be fun.

I grab out my cracker, awaiting the chance.

I sit there and crack it, and am ready to prance.

I pull out a gun, aiming at stance.

Gun aiming at gun, all i say is.. Lets Dance!

The End.