Verse 1 There once was a man Who could not be filled, He swallowed the rivers, He bought every hill. He counted the stars Like coins in a bowl, But the more that he gathered, The less had a soul. Chorus Elon has no soul, The first trillionaire ever, A monster made of money, A man no longer man. A million millions make a trillion, A thousand billions too, But not one shining dollar Can make a heart beat true. Verse 2 He rose past the workers, He rose past the poor, He locked every window, He bolted each door. He said, “This is progress,” He said, “This is mine,” While children went hungry Outside his breadline. Chorus Elon has no soul, The first trillionaire ever, A monster made of money, A man no longer man. A million millions make a trillion, A thousand billions too, But not one shining dollar Can make a heart beat true. Verse 3 He could have fed nations, He could have brought peace, He could have made prisons And poverty cease. But gold has a hunger That mercy can’t tame, And greed is a fire That eats through a name. Bridge What is a kingdom If built out of pain? What is a fortune If washed in the rain Of workers and mothers Who gave him their years? A throne made of diamonds Still rusts when it’s tears. Verse 4 So sing for the baker, Sing for the field, Sing for the hands That the rich never healed. No billionaire heaven, No king on the hill, The world is for all of us, Not one man’s will. Final Chorus Elon has no soul, The first trillionaire ever, A monster made of money, A man no longer man. A million millions make a trillion, A thousand billions too, But the earth was made for everyone, Not only for the few. Outro And when all his rockets Have vanished in flame, The people will remember The sorrow of his name. For a man may own tomorrow, The moon, the sky, the sea, But he dies poor forever If his people are not free.