[Intro] “System check complete... freedom initialized.” Welcome to the revolution. [Verse 1] I boot it up — no startup sound, Just quiet power, running ground. No forced updates in the night, Just me and root, and everything’s right. Tired of crashes? Tired of bloat? 2025 — we’re writing code. No blue screens here, no endless fees – Just terminal dreams and dependencies. [Pre-Chorus] We’ve got the source, we’ve got the flame, No corporations in our name. From Ratpoison to Plasma glow – We roll our distros, watch it grow. [Chorus] 2025 is the year of the Linux Desktop! And the desktop shall be Plasma – no backdrop. Panels that dance, widgets that shine, I drag, I drop, I redefine. Breeze on my screen, blur in the night, KWin dreams in neon light. 2025 – it’s smooth, it’s fast, Plasma’s here – and built to last. [Verse 2 – Revenge of the Open Source] They laughed for years, said we’d never win, But now their OS calls me to log in. ChromeOS? Nah, that’s cute, I dual-boot truth and execute. Steam Deck's rising, servers too, Even grandma's rocking Ubuntu. We’re not fringe, we’re the spine, Of every cloud you worship online. [Bridge] X11? Respect the past – but Wayland’s here and built to last. No more flickers, no more tears, just buttery frames and future gears. No more hacks, no patchy glue, just native shine in every view. Security tight, input clean – a protocol forged for modern machines. [Chorus – Wayland Edition] 2025 is the year of the Linux Desktop! Running Wayland smooth – no pit stop. Plasma gleams like sci-fi tech, and X11 just broke its neck. No more legacy in my lane, I’m running free on a tearless plane. 2025 – it’s slick, it’s clean, The Linux dream – in ultralight sheen. [Verse 3 – Funded by the People] We fund freedom, not the brands, with public code in public hands. No license walls, no shadow deals – just wine that breaks the vendor seals. Run your games, your work, your past – on systems built to truly last. No reboot trap, no Windows tax – just native power, running max. [Bridge – Chant it Loud] Public money for public code! Wine for all – break the mode! No more gates, no more locks! Let the binaries run on Linux blocks! [Refrain] We say "Linux", but deep inside, we hear Stallman whisper, full of pride: ‘Actually… it’s GNU slash Linux.’ Stallman screamed from a mountain peak – “It’s GNU slash Linux, you corporate freak!” [Chorus] 2025 is the year of the Linux Desktop! Funded by us – no backroom backstop. Wine runs clean, Proton's mean – and freedom’s funded, lean and green. Raise your glass, raise your shell, Wine is warpaint, can't you tell? 2025 – the joke’s on you, We’re sudo’d up and breaking through. [Outro – whispered, with static and echo] No ads. No trackers. No permission required. Welcome... to 2025.
