Title: Million in Clown Dollars [Intro] They said we’re nuts, we said “okay,” We’ll build while you print the day away! [Verse 1] We got shit on every holiday dinner, “Touch grass, kid, fiat’s the winner.” “Have fun staying poor,” they sneer and grin— But blocks keep ticking like a temple within. CNBC laughs, the choir goes “meh,” We hum the whitepaper under our breath. They flex their yields with a loan and a fee, We’re running full nodes and sipping our tea. [Pre-Chorus] They call it magic internet cash, We call it energy turned to stash. Tick tock, next block—sing it with me: Scarcity > committee! [Chorus] When one coin hits a million (in clown dollars), The choir that mocked starts singing hallelujah hollers! You’ll say “I always knew!”—nah, we kept receipts, We stacked through the jeers and the QE sheets. A MILLION IN DOLLARS! (But units are rubber.) One BTC’s still one—that’s the mother. Laugh now, kneel later, truth doesn’t cower— Signal over noise, block by block, hour by hour. [Verse 2] S&P go BRRR, “stonks only up,” But measure in steak and you’re short a sup. CPI swaps ribeye for soy, “Inflation’s low!”—congratulations, boy! Hedonics say your toaster’s lit, So your paycheck stretch? …not one bit. Index climbs on a melting ruler, Call it “wealth,” but the unit’s cooler. [Pre-Chorus 2] Paper confetti in a hurricane printer, We sail by stars that don’t get dimmer. Hash is the hymn and the ledger’s the choir, Proof-of-work gospel, pillar of fire. [Chorus] When one coin hits a million (in clown dollars), The choir that mocked starts singing hallelujah hollers! You’ll say “I always knew!”—nah, we kept receipts, We stacked through the jeers and the QE sheets. A MILLION IN DOLLARS! (Measure with care.) One coin still one, everywhere. Divine calling’s simple: save honest power— Truth compo
