[Intro – sultry voice over static radio] 🚨 "Broadcasting live from the dark side of a shattered wormhole… this is Vinne’s — where every hole gets filled." 🚨 [Verse 1] Out in Thera where the wormholes twist, I found a spot too sweet to resist. Not a station, not a gate, not a trap… It’s Vinne’s, baby, serving snacks with a slap. Down in Anoikis, where the sleepers sleep, We’re rollin’ fat holes and we're diggin’ deep. You think Jita’s hot? Man, that’s just cute. Try jam-filled rings while you dodge a loot scoot. [Chorus] 🎵 Vinne’s Doughnuts, baby — slide into our space! Sticky, thick, and sprinkled all over your face. From nullsec lows to high-class holes, We’ll glaze your pod and tickle your soul. 🎵 [Verse 2] We got jelly-stuffed in the heart of Amarr, Creamy cores in Syndicate, near or far. Catch us in Curse or deep in Fade, Our holes are legal, but barely obeyed. W-H-P-D gets the righteous deal, Flash your badge, get a dozen for real. Keep New Eden safe, one bite at a time, And your ship might just make it out just fine… [Bridge – smooth low voice, echo effect] 💬 "C2s, C4s, even shattered dreams… If it’s got an entrance, we’ll sweeten the seams." "No filament required — just bring your appetite." [Chorus again — full band now, more aggressive] 🎵 Vinne’s Doughnuts, baby — where holes ain’t clean, We’re sticky in the cracks of your local wormhole scene. From the Forge to Delve, and Placid too, We’ll glaze your hole, no matter the goo. 🎵 [Outro – whispered over static] "Vinne’s. No hole too deep. No glaze too thick." "Come taste the anomaly."
