[Musical Style: Alternative Rock: With heavy guitar riffs and energetic percussion to amplify the rebellious tone. Grunge Elements: Raw and unpolished for a gritty, authentic sound. Vocal Delivery: Verses: Sarcastic and biting, delivered with clear diction to emphasize the wit. Chorus: Powerful and intense, with a punchy delivery that sticks. Bridge: Slower, almost spoken-word, with a dark] Verse 1: Welcome, folks, to the circus of the day, Elections are back – the illusion of say. Who will you choose? Which turd looks best? The stench’s all the same – pick the least grotesque. Puppets on strings, corporations hold the chain, The hidden elite decides how we’re detained. Socialists, right-wingers, patriots, Christians too – They’ve all stepped in the same pile of poo. Chorus: Electorate, voting for fake, Playing in a theater, where the script’s a mistake. Democracy? Ha! Power for the people? All of them are clowns, dragging us to the steeple. Don’t want your kids living chained in despair? Curse those "democratic" snobs who don’t care. Stop believing the lie, stop playing their game, Global democracy is just a shame. Verse 2: Remember the pandemic? The global trap? Lockdowns, masks – an insane recap. "Stay home!" they yelled like robotic clones, Governments and parties, just slaves to the thrones. Democrats, conservatives, nationalists in line, All crawling through the same gut like slime. Lockdowns, certificates – modern-day slavery, Do you still believe in your vote? What bravery! Chorus: Electorate, voting for fake, Playing in a theater, where the script’s a mistake. Democracy? Ha! Power for the people? All of them are clowns, dragging us to the steeple. Don’t want your kids living chained in despair? Curse those "democratic" snobs who don’t care. Stop believing the lie, stop playing their game, Global democracy is just a shame. Bridge (Reflective, sarcastic tone): And if elections could change a thing, They’d ban them, and truth wouldn’t sting. You’re voting for puppets – that’s the crime, You legalize a system that should die with time. Electorate, enough of the show, The script’s been written, there’s nowhere to go. Democracy’s a façade, just a glittering lie, True power hides in the shadows, way up high. Final Chorus: Electorate, voting for fake, Playing in a theater, where the script’s a mistake. Democracy? Ha! Power for the people? All of them are clowns, dragging us to the steeple. Don’t want your kids living chained in despair? Curse those "democratic" snobs who don’t care. Stop believing the lie, stop playing their game, Global democracy is just a shame. Outro (Soft, ironic): Don’t vote, brother, abandon the charade, Don’t legalize the mafia’s masquerade. You’re casting ballots for parasites in suits, All of them are puppets, elections are moot. Putin, Biden, Xi, Trump, and BoJo too, All just a reality show for the gullible crew. Want true democracy? Stop paying the tax, Refuse their vaccines, their pills, their tracks.
