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Goonies never say die.
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September 25, 2026, 08:06:31 PM |
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A song about the largest & longest running thread on Bitcointalk, the Wall Observer.  I've been working on this one for a while, and it admittedly got longer than I wanted, but I hoped to get as many names as I could in there. No offense to anyone I may have missed, there was only so much room, and I didn't want it to just be a song of names, I wanted to try and tell a story. But, even at the expense of dragging the song on, I still forced a lot of lyrics in here to try and accommodate. Hopefully I got the pronunciation correct on them all!  Notes: * The lyrics all come from respect and for acknowledgement, but I also tried to keep things fun, so hopefully no WOers were harmed in the making of this song.  ** Also added additional AI imagery throughout this lyric video. Enjoy! https://youtu.be/4dAWLd6YxgcLyrics: Back when Adam built the thread, the order books on display, Bids stacked deep and asks stacked high, everybody had their say. Price would rip, price would dip, knives were falling every day, Some said fifty was the top, others yelled... "BUY ANYWAY!"
Years rolled on, infofront kept the old machine alive, Through the crashes, bubbles, panic - somehow we would still survive. ChartBuddy in the corner, never bothered with debate, While the bulls predict a moonshot and the bears predict our fate.
Drops another quiet chart while everybody starts to fight, Then the Wall spends twenty pages on a wick from Tuesday night. Newbies sell the bottom, old hands barely even blink, One guy drops a thesis, three guys answer with a link.
Price goes down "Manipulation!" Price goes up "We knew it all!" Price goes flat for half a day, we find a meme and watch the Wall.
We watch the Wall, watch the Wall, Pump it high, then watch it fall. Ramen nights and moonshot calls, Same old crew, we seen it all.
Stiff Stifler starts pumpin', now the green bars growing taller, Bears were talking heavy - now they're sounding somehow smaller. Morning doom, by afternoon they're posting rockets in the thread, Funny how a single candle turns the panic on its head.
Green dildo on the chart, now the bears are nowhere seen, Yesterday "Bitcoin's dead," today they're leading Team Green. Ramen boiling on the stove when every balance takes a hit, Salt-packet fine cuisine - Michelin would probably call it shit.
Market starts to pump, lobster, steak, a proper feast, Two hours later candles dump - ramen's back, to say the least. JayJuanGee says "short reply," everybody knows what's next, Scroll until your finger hurts through seventeen layers of text.
Quote a quote inside a quote, add a valid point to show, By the time you reach the ending, Bitcoin moved a day ago. Homer sees the numbers climbing, time to craft another hat, Every milestone gets a brim - you know he's got a hat for that.
When Vegeta crossed nine thousand, thought he'd finally earned some rest, Bitcoin added one more digit just to put him to the test.
We watch the Wall, watch the Wall, Pump it high, then watch it fall. Ramen nights and moonshot calls, Same old crew, we seen it all.
El Duderino rolls on through while everybody loses cool, Calm enough to make the panic look completely like a fool. BobLawblaw can drop one line and send the whole damn thread off track, Twenty memes and six pages later, good luck finding your way back.
cAPSLOCK joins the chatter, vapourminer brings the noise, Philip's watching numbers while the rest are playing with their toys. Someone says, "Last chance below..." then picks a number for the call, Three months later quotes himself like he predicted anything at all.
Nails one lucky target, now he's prophet of the year, Misses twenty others - somehow those just disappear. All-time high hits, thread explodes, old usernames reappear, Accounts asleep for seven years are suddenly all here.
"Gentlemen!" gets posted like a bell that marks the show, Half the Wall is celebrating, half says, "Plenty left to go." Every bull can draw a rainbow, every bear predicts the slide, Move the scale and shift the line, each chart can prove your side.
Then Bitcoin does whatever, blows predictions into smoke, And the Wall responds exactly right... by posting one more joke.
Biodom digs through old cycles, tracing patterns through the years, Hueristic buys the blood when red candles feed the fears.
Toxic2040 drops another Wall report, Checks charts, tracks volume, shows what markets have in store.
OutOfMemory marks the levels, watching through the night, Staring at stars and charts, keeping both of them in sight.
AlcoHoDL keeps on holding, red or green, his grip stays tight, fillippone counts the stats and gets the numbers right.
Monthly figures all in line, tracking where the story goes, Looking back through years gone by, watching how history flows.
We watch the Wall, watch the Wall, Pump it high, then watch it fall. Ramen nights and moonshot calls, Same old crew, we seen it all.
Rusty pipes and ancient memes, Laser eyes and moonshot dreams. Honey badger doesn't care, Pumps and crashes still right there. FUD rolls in, then FUD is gone, Chart Buddy quietly carries on.
Last of the V8s, old-school voice, left his mark across the Wall, "Be a bank" beneath his name, dry one-liners through it all.
LFC with diamond hands, scans the headlines, holds his stack, Waits through all the macro noise for green candles to attack.
HairyMaclairy, mostly long, bull hat tilted high, Bitcoin monotheist, ride the train into the sky.
JimboToronto warms the chopper up for flight, Keeps the keys in cold storage, tucked away and locked up tight.
Torque pulls the macro thread, Rates, the Fed, and money flow, Ties it back to Bitcoin when the market slows.
Price was only half of why the Wall became the spot, People came to watch the charts, stayed for memes and talked a lot. Hats and charts and walls of text, the trolls that wandered through the fray, Ramen bowls and Stifler pumps that somehow never fade away.
Old hands tell them, "Zoom it out," pretend they haven't checked the price, Then refresh it fourteen times and give the same exact advice. Market up, market down, after years, we've seen it all, Same fear, same greed, same arguments, still we watch the Wall.
We watch the Wall, watch the Wall, Pump it high, then watch it fall. Ramen nights and moonshot calls, Same old crew, we seen it all.
Watch the Wall, watch the Wall, Green or red, we ride it all. Bears get loud, then Stifler calls... Start the pump and shake the Wall.
Don't forget to check out the prior songs: Scroll Back (Original & Boom Bap) - https://bitcointalk.org/index.php?topic=5571733.0Scroll Back (extended Punk & Blues/Folk Versions) - https://bitcointalk.org/index.php?topic=5584154.0Ballad of LoyceV - https://bitcointalk.org/index.php?topic=5594596.0
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