🎶 Intro (Spoken with theatrical flair): > Oh, you precious little dreamers… So eager for fairness. So noisy about justice. Tsk-tsk. You still think the world is a garden. But I bought the soil. I paved the sky. And if you want it back… There’s a fee. --- 🧵 [Verse 1: Whispery, slinky melody] > I’ve built empires on whispers, on patents and lies, On lobbyist kisses and billion-dollar ties. I’ve rewritten the ledgers, redrawn every line— And I did it with style, and I did it in time. --- 💵 [Chorus: Bombastic, theatrical, arms wide open] > 🎩 Ohhh, the price of paradise is higher every day! And I’m the one who writes the checks and takes your rights away! Your morals? How adorable. Your dreams? A bit passé. Because the price of paradise… is whatever I say. --- 🧮 [Verse 2: Playfully smug] > You want health care and housing? A fair voting map? What a charming rebellion— Let me crush it with snap. You still worship “the market”? Oh honey, I am the priest. And every cut I make Is a banquet for the beast. --- 🏰 [Bridge: Slow, minor key — taunting and seductive] > I sold the schools. I leased the seas. I charge the air. I tax your knees. And when your back breaks, guess who profits from the brace? This face. 😈 --- 🧨 [Final Chorus: Big, thunderous, spotlight on him] > 🎩 So scream and shout and raise your signs— But darling, power’s mine. You can’t afford your paradise, And justice pays no fines. So if you think that you can win— Oh, I suggest you pray… Because the price of paradise… goes up again… today. (Cha-ching!) --- [Outro – Spoken, smug whisper:] > You wanted freedom? Cute. I wanted everything.
