Crypto California

Crypto California

You can cash out anytime you like, but you can never leave.

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"Hotel California"

On a dark desert highway

Cool wind in my hair

Warm smell of colitas

Rising up through the air

 

Up ahead in the distance

I saw a shimmering light

 

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

I had to stop for the night

 

There she stood in the doorway

 

I heard the mission bell

 

And I was thinking to myself

"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"

 

Then she lit up a candle

And she showed me the way

 

There were voices down the corridor

I thought I heard them say

 

"Welcome to the Hotel California

 

Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)

Such a lovely face

 

Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Any time of year (Any time of year)

You can find it here"

 

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted

 

She got the Mercedes bends, uh

 

She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys

That she calls friends

How they dance in the courtyard

Sweet summer sweat

 

Some dance to remember

Some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain

"Please bring me my wine"

He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"

 

And still those voices are calling from far away

Wake you up in the middle of the night

Just to hear them say

 

"Welcome to the Hotel California

 

Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)

Such a lovely face

 

They living it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise (What a nice surprise)

Bring your alibis"

 

Mirrors on the ceiling

 

The pink champagne on ice

 

And she said, "We are all just prisoners here

Of our own device"

 

And in the master's chambers

They gathered for the feast

 

They stab it with their steely knives

But they just can't kill the beast

 

Last thing I remember, I was

Running for the door

 

I had to find the passage back

To the place I was before

 

"Relax," said the night man

"We are programmed to receive

 

You can check out any time you like

But you can never leave"

Written by: The Eagles, February 1977

"Crypto-California"

On an old superhighway

Unwatched laissez-faire

Faint whispers of Napster

And some data to share

 

Now instead, some persistence

And some encryptions for spite

 

A payment system and a pseudonym

Nakomoto’s delight

 

With GPUs and hash codes,

 

The cypherpunks rebel

 

The regulators never guessed

The thirsts the Silk Road and Bitcoins could quell

 

Early miners would HODL

As the banks would inveigh

 

WikiLeaks accepted coins through Tor

And doxxed the CIA

 

Clandestine in Crypto-California

 

Gone without a trace (or a database)

Into cyberspace

 

Drug deals and cons here in Crypto-California

Ducking censorship (and some bloods and crips)

With some blockchain scripts!

 

She finds an altcoin, unlisted

 

He buys what Musk recommends (duh)

 

She’s got a wallet with new shitty coins

That he calls “trends”  

Some get rich off their meme stonks

Sweet wallstreetbets

 

Some are hedging inflation

And the national debt

So I signed up for Coinbase

“Now I can get mine!”

I said, “I haven’t seen returns like this since 1999”

 

And fiat treasury leaders just print and pray,  

So we’re left with an economic blight

And the games they play

 

Escape now to Crypto-California

 

We can all rebase (with a fork in place)

ICOs to chase

 

With Web3.0 out in Crypto-California

Be democratized (profits amortized)

And decentralized!

 

Smart contracts for dealing

 

Novel tokens to price

 

And I said, “we can all just trade peer-to-peer”

On our own device

 

So I read some disclaimers

And stored my private keys

 

Saw how fast Beeple art revives

And I bought some NFTs

 

Found DApps for some ESports, bought some

Eth2 I could store 

 

I signed up for a Metamask

And I played-to-earn some more

 

“Rejoice! It’s a new world

We’re all programmed to receive!”

 

You can cash out any time you like,

But you can never leave!

Written by: Evan Coopersmith & AE Studio

"Hotel California"

On a dark desert highway

Cool wind in my hair

Warm smell of colitas

Rising up through the air

 

Up ahead in the distance

I saw a shimmering light

 

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

I had to stop for the night

 

There she stood in the doorway

 

I heard the mission bell

 

And I was thinking to myself

"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"

 

Then she lit up a candle

And she showed me the way

 

There were voices down the corridor

I thought I heard them say

 

"Welcome to the Hotel California

 

Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)

Such a lovely face

 

Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Any time of year (Any time of year)

You can find it here"

 

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted

 

She got the Mercedes bends, uh

 

She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys

That she calls friends

How they dance in the courtyard

Sweet summer sweat

 

Some dance to remember

Some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain

"Please bring me my wine"

He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"

 

And still those voices are calling from far away

Wake you up in the middle of the night

Just to hear them say

 

"Welcome to the Hotel California

 

Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)

Such a lovely face

 

They living it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise (What a nice surprise)

Bring your alibis"

 

Mirrors on the ceiling

 

The pink champagne on ice

 

And she said, "We are all just prisoners here

Of our own device"

 

And in the master's chambers

They gathered for the feast

 

They stab it with their steely knives

But they just can't kill the beast

 

Last thing I remember, I was

Running for the door

 

I had to find the passage back

To the place I was before

 

"Relax," said the night man

"We are programmed to receive

 

You can check out any time you like

But you can never leave"

Written by: The Eagles, February 1977

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