Away down south in the land of haters,
Dodixie docks are full of baiters,
Look away! Look away! Look away, Gallente scrubs!

They orbit slow, they die like clowns,
We farm their wrecks and scoop the rounds,
Look away! Look away! Look away, Gallente scrubs!

We’ll all go down to Dodixie, hurrah! hurrah!
To farm Gallente endlessly, hurrah! hurrah!
They dock, they hide, they whine,
Their killboards worse than mine,
Dodixie’s tears taste fine —
Hurrah! Hurrah! Caldari by design!

They spam in local, cry “unfair!”
While docking up and AFK stare,
Look away! Look away! Look away, Gallente trash!

They brag of “freedom,” what a lie,
Their isk’s from bots, their skills all die,
Look away! Look away! Look away, Gallente trash!

We’ll all go down to Dodixie, hurrah! hurrah!
To farm Gallente endlessly, hurrah! hurrah!
They dock, they hide, they whine,
Their killboards worse than mine,
Dodixie’s tears taste fine —
Hurrah! Hurrah! Caldari by design!