As I walk through the valley of the shadow of forks
I take a look at my life and realize I'm a dork
'Cause I've been /biz/ing' and pissin' so long that
Even the jannies think that my mind is gone

Be spendin' the rest of their lives
Livin' in a linkies paradise
Be spendin' the rest of their lives
Livin' in a linkies paradise
Be spendin' the rest of their lives
Livin' in a linkies paradise
Be spendin' the rest of their lives
Livin' in a linkies paradise

kek baggies

We have climbed the mountain. The sun is coming out.

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line
Linkies pumping and thumping in time
The green light flashes, the line go up
Chainlink burning, my yeild for the cup
Chart deftly maneuver and muscle for rank
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank
Linkies are wild, they pour through the turns
Their prowess is potent and secretly stern

As they speed $20, the flags go down
The fuddies get up and they get out of town
The white house is empty except for one man
Still striving and sperging as fast as he can
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago xrp skitzos left with runner up
But linkies are driving and striving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns

He's going the distance
He's going for speed
Pumping all alone (all alone)
All alone in our time of need

But I would pump five hundred sats
And I would pump five hundred more
Just to be the coin who pumped a thousand sats
Lets pump a thousand more

Da-da da da (Da-da da da)
Da-da da da (Da-da da da)
Da-da dum diddy dum diddy dum diddy da da da
Da-da da da (Da-da da da)
Da-da da da (Da-da da da)
Da-da dum diddy dum diddy dum diddy da da da
Da-da da da (Da-da da da)
Da-da da da (Da-da da da)
Da-da dum diddy dum diddy dum diddy da da da
Da-da da da (Da-da da da)
Da-da da da (Da-da da da)
Da-da dum diddy dum diddy dum diddy da da da

AAAAAAAAAAA-AAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-AAAA!!

WE COME FROM THE LAND OF THE POOP AND PEE
FROM THE MIDNIGHT SUN WHERE THE LINKIES GLEE
THE HAMMER OF THE MODS
WILL DRIVE OUR SHIPS TO NEW LANDS
TO FIGHT THE HORDE, SING AND CRY
VALHALLA, I AM COMING

Very based thread op

BREATHE THE PRESSURE
COME PUMP MY COIN, I'LL TEST YA
LINK MARINE, ADDICT, INSANE
BREATHE THE PRESSURE
COME PUMP MY COIN, I'LL TEST YA
LINK MARINE, ADDICT, INSANE
COOOOMMME PLAAAY MYYY GAAAIINNNSS
FUDDIE, FUDDIE, YOU'RE THE VICTIM
COOOOMMME PLAAAY MYYY GAAAIINNNSS
SERGEY, SERGEY, SERGEY

I-I love the blue flannel he wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon his hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts his farts through the air

I'm pickin' up good vibrations
He's giving me the excitations (oom-bop-bop)
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (good vibrations, oom-bop-bop)
He's giving me the excitations (excitations, oom-bop-bop)

Kek