[intro][instrumental] [Verse 1] Influencers preach the end is near Sponsored by a brand of beer We laugh, we cry, we hit "subscribe" And rate the fall of Rome a five The rich play chess with bombs and laws, The poor are blamed, to wild applause. We meme our way through history, In twenty-second ecstasy. [Chorus] Hey! Smile for the guillotine, It’s cleaner than your TV screen. Dance while the empire burns, Who needs justice when the profit turns? Hey! March to the drum machine, The soundtrack of a dying dream. Raise your flags of gasoline, And smile, smile, smile for the guillotine. [Verse 2] The priest is paid to praise the war, The mayor builds another store. While down below, the sirens wail, Another kid, another tale. [Bridge – Half-time ska groove] We wear our chains like jewelry, Call freedom just a luxury. We're living in a parody, But the punchline's lost in tragedy. [Chorus] Hey! Smile for the guillotine, It’s cleaner than your TV screen. Dance while the empire burns, Who needs justice when the profit turns? Hey! March to the drum machine, The soundtrack of a dying dream. Raise your flags of gasoline, And smile, smile, smile for the guillotine. [Breakdown – fast punk burst] Laugh now, cry later, Vote for your dictator. Clickbait dictator, Satire's our new savior. [Final Chorus – all in] Hey! Smile for the guillotine, It’s bloodless in a magazine. Buy your place in line today, Get a selfie as you fade awaay! Hey! March to the drum machine, Your tears are just a marketing scheme. History’s a slot machine, So smile, smile, smile for the guillotine. (Smile, smile, smile..) [instrumental] [Fade out]
