[to the tune of Kansas' "Carry on Wayward Son"]

Carry on my wayward Foe

There'll be PL where you have gone

Lay your weary pod to rest

Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above the bans and Mittani

Just to get a glimpse beyond this C3

I was ganking ever higher, but I flew too high

Though the weed smoke I could see was a blind man

Though my mind could think I still was a mad man

I hear the Garnt when I'm dreaming,

I can hear them PM me

Carry on my wayward Foe,

There'll be PL where you have gone

Lay your weary pod to rest

Don't you cry no more

Masquerading as Hole Squad's CEO

Not Mittani approved, don't you know

And if I claim to be a wise man,

Well, it surely means that I don't know

On to NOVAC, compelled by emotion

Tossed out, I'm like a shitposter on the forums

I set a course for winds of fortune,

But I hear the PMs say

Carry on my wayward Foe

There'll be PL where you have gone

Lay your weary Pod to rest

Don't you cry no more no!

Carry on,

Garr Khan did nothing wrong

Carry on,

Nothing equals the bloot we got

Now your killboard's no longer empty

Surely dank kills wait for you

Carry on my wayward Foe

There'll be PL where you have gone

Lay your weary Pod to rest

Don't you cry,

Don't you cry no more,