Eppy Wrote:This is the themesong of everybody who's ever called out a conspiricah, and me (I am, of course, the conspiricah).

Quote:An old LPI went out patrolling one day
Upon a sunbucks he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty convoy of screaming xenos he saw
A-plowing through the endless space
Their engines were still on fire and their hulls were made of steel
Their hulls were black and shiny and their hot exaust he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through open space
For he saw the officers coming hard and he heard their mournful cry

Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi yaaaaay
Ghost officers in space

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their uniforms all soaked with coffee
They are flying hard to catch that convoy, but they ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever in the lanes up in space
On Liberators blowing fire
As they ride on hear their cry

Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi yaaaaay
Ghost officers in space

As the officers loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from Hell a-flying in our lanes
Then officer change your ways today or with us you will fly
Trying to catch the Devil's convoy, across endless space
Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi Yaaaaay

Ghost Officers in space
Ghost Officers in space
Ghost Officers in space