[Verse 1] Presidents tweet like drunk teenagers, Billionaires play Mars like it’s Risk. Wars on Zoom, debates on Twitch, And my grandma’s trading crypto — she’s rich. Gas is gold, eggs are stock, Truth is banned on every block. Bankers cry while TikTok cheers, And I’m just vibin’ with my fears. [Chorus] Everything’s lit — so hit that beat! Doomscroll later — now move your feet! Democracy’s glitching, the markets quit, But I got bass and a bag of chips. [Verse 2] Politicians dancing, laws in flames, AI writes my breakup lines — no shame. Climate’s hot, my memes are hotter, World War Three’s live on my router. News is chaos, facts are paid, The future’s sold on a discount rate. Leaders flex, while nations snap, But I’m just here for the synthwave trap. [Chorus] Everything’s lit — no time to cry! Spin in the bunker, vibe till you fry! If we burn, we’ll burn on beat— With disco shoes and dancing feet. [Final Verse] Recession party, censorship ball, The food is fake but the vibes are tall. Everyone’s wrong, no one knows, But we still floss in the fallout glow.
