Letras
"Alright lil' traders, chart the course!
The market's wild with greed and force.
Tides of fear be crashin' loud -
But steady minds won't join that crowd.
We sail with reasoned risk and flow,
No FOMO winds shall make us go.
When coffee's hot and lips are wide,
That's when we trade the turning tide.
So hoist the charts, my TG crew,
The storm is fierce - but we break through!
By Jackie's creed, both sharp and brave,
We trade the tides - and ride the wave!"
Candles rise and candles fall,
We follow Jackie through it all.
He reads the tide, the ADX flow,
"Hold steady, mates, when the coffee's low."
The kettle's brewing, bands grow tight,
The breakout glows in morning light.
With steady hearts and minds so true,
We trade the charts - Jackie's crew!
Heave-ho, lads, trim your sails!
Hot coffee brews when patience prevails.
For greed's a gale that wrecks the best,
while risk-managed hearts can rest.
(All hands) "We see the Tit!" raise that flag!
The cracked-out move's no time to lag!
The Rick and Morty Lips grow wide,
Momentum swells with the rising tide.
"ADX above forty!" Lencho cries,
"Lock those stops, the trend's on rise!"
The bears may roar, but faith holds true,
We trade with flow - Jackie's crew!
Heave-ho, lads, trim your sails!
Hot coffee brews when patience prevails.
For greed's a gale that wrecks the best,
while risk-managed hearts can rest.
(All hands) "Let's fucking go!" the TG roars,
Through cracked-out moves and bullish shores!
"That's a Doji!" calls the watchman high,
"Low volume day, just passing by."
We sip our brew, we rest the hands,
Wait for signs and tighter bands.
The tide will turn, as all things do,
And we'll be there - Jackie's crew.
Heave-ho, lads, the dawn breaks new!
Our gains like gold in morning dew.