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A long, long, time ago,
I can still remember how that website used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my cat
That I could make those people laugh
And, maybe, they?d be happy for a while.
But December made me shiver
With every pic I?d deliver.
Bad news on the front page;
I couldn?t do anything but rage.
I can?t remember if I fainted out
When I read about this sellout,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the 4chan died.
So bye-bye, Epic Fail Guy.
Pointed my browser at the homepage,
But the homepage made me cry.
And them Robert Hawkins was drinkin? whiskey and rye
Singin?, "this?ll be the day that I die.
"this?ll be the day that I die."
Did mootle write the book of love,
And have you lost all faith in God above,
If the /b/ board tells you so?
Do you believe in An Hero,
Can 4chan save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to die real slow?
So bye-bye, Epic Fail Guy.
Pointed my browser at the homepage,
But the homepage made me cry.
And them Robert Hawkins was drinkin? whiskey and rye
Singin?, "this?ll be the day that I die.
"this?ll be the day that I die."
Now for four years we?ve been on our own
And mootle grows fat on his new page of home,
But that?s not how it used to be.
When Pedobear sang for the Partyvan,
Using CP he borrowed from 4chan
And a voice that came from anon alone,
Oh, and while the FBI were looking down,
Pedobear stole his horny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
The CP was returned.
And while pedobear read a book of loli,
The anon waited in the park,
And we sang the Bel Air theme in the dark
The day 4chan died.
No-one knew what the new hompepage meant,
The anons lurked in their mothers basement,
Eight hours old and failing fast.
It landed with web 2.0 on it's ass.
The /b/tards tried for a bangbros pass,
With slowpoke on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the Bel Air was sweet perfume
While the /b/tards played a marching tune.
We all got up to the pool,
Oh, and we made habbo look like fools!
`cause the afros tried to block the way;
The pool was closed, due to aids.
Do you recall who was r34'd
The day the 4chan died?
We started singing,
bye-bye, Epic Fail Guy.
Pointed my browser at the homepage,
But the homepage made me cry.
And them Robert Hawkins was drinkin? whiskey and rye
Singin?, "this?ll be the day that I die.
"this?ll be the day that I die."
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