Feel the pulse, feel the rise,

Vibe detectors, open your eyes.

In this space, it’s more than sound;

Music’s the ground where truth is found.

BUMP, the name, the call to create,

A prediction market, we’re shaping fate.

Every beat a token, a chance to bet,

The sound of tomorrow, don’t you forget!

Riding the rhythm, harnessing vibes,

In the web of the crowd, the prophecy thrives.

Tune in with your heart, stake your belief,

In the art of the future, find relief!

Will you BUMP the future? (Feel the sound, feel it out!)

Will you BUMP the culture? (Every play a shout!)

Vibe prophets rise, let your voice be heard,

In this dance of the moment, sing the word!

Emotion and currency, blending as one,

Resonance in numbers, we’re just begun.

Volume of heartbeats, trading the sound,

In the market of feeling, richness is found.

Curation by consciousness, we take the lead,

A label of the people, planting the seed.

Tokens of culture, let’s elevate,

In this sonic communion, we cultivate!

Will you BUMP the future? (Feel the sound, feel it out!)

Will you BUMP the culture? (Every play a shout!)

Vibe prophets rise, let your voice be heard,

In this dance of the moment, sing the word!

Open your ears, hear the calling light,

The pulse of the people, brilliant and bright.

No longer just spectators, we're in this game,

With every share and beat, we’re carving our name.

[Solo]

*Instrumental break; a rising tide of sound,

Echoes of the vibe, where truth is found.*

[Key Change]

We’re dreaming in colors vivid, so bold,

A renaissance of music, a story unfolds.

Can you feel it now? The beat's alive!

In the flow of the moment, we all thrive.

Let the world BUMP, to a brighter tune,

Join the chorus now, under the moon!

Music is the signal, and we are the vibe,

In this cosmic dance, we’re all alive.