[Intro — Radio static, sinister bass] Rex: Who's walking in? Pip: Who's walking out? Mack: Who's got connections? Brutus: And who's counting the amount? Four walls, closed doors, names on a list, When business meets politics, somebody's watching this. [Verse 1 — Rex] Revolving door spinning, suits change positions, From corporate boardrooms to government commissions. Yesterday's executive advising the state, Tomorrow's regulator deciding industry's fate. Different administrations, familiar faces return, While the public wants answers and the headlines burn. Lobbyists in the hallway, donations on display, But follow every filing, see what records actually say. Who held the shares? Who disclosed the stake? Which policy decisions caused the markets to shake? A connection ain't corruption, a meeting ain't a crime, But the public deserves transparency when interests intertwine. [Hook — Full crew] REVOLVING DOOR! (Who's coming through?) CORPORATE POWER! (Who's serving who?) From the boardroom table to the government's floor, Who gets the keys to the revolving door? REVOLVING DOOR! (Follow the trail!) CHECK EVERY FILING! (Let the facts prevail!) No rumors as evidence, no verdict by design, Put the deals under the microscope, one record at a time! [Verse 2 — Pip] Oil executives understand the language of supply, Know the market's moving while the politicians testify. Permits, leases, pipelines, regulations on the page, One policy announcement can electrify the trade. But a stock-price jump doesn't prove a secret scheme, And a campaign slogan doesn't make a market what it seems. We investigate the timing, examine what's disclosed, Ask who had information when the critical decision rose. Did the official follow ethics rules in place? Were financial interests disclosed with clarity and grace? Was there an actual violation? Let the evidence decide, Not a headline built on whispers with the facts left outside. [Hook — Repeat] REVOLVING DOOR! (Who's coming through?) CORPORATE POWER! (Who's serving who?) From the boardroom table to the government's floor, Who gets the keys to the revolving door? [Verse 3 — Mack] Oil money moves in circles, the connections can run deep, While working people shoulder costs they cannot keep. The independent driver watches diesel prices climb, Hauling America's necessities, mile after mile of time. Executives discuss the forecasts, analysts debate, But the driver calculates whether the load can compensate. Fuel, tires, repairs, insurance, payments due, A thin margin on the highway is a pressure all too true. So demand the disclosures, let the records be complete, Equal rules for everyone from Wall Street to the street. If the system's working fairly, transparency makes it clear, If the rules were bent for profit, accountability belongs here. [Verse 4 — Brutus] No fabricated backroom deals, no imaginary trades, No calling every business loss a criminal escapade. Check the corporate filings, establish who was there, Separate proven facts from political hot air. Public service means a duty, not a private guarantee, And the people deserve to know how decisions came to be. When the door keeps spinning, keep the questions on the floor, Who benefits from access, and what was that access for? [Outro — All four, fading over scratches] Rex: Follow the money. Pip: Verify the date. Mack: Count the cost. Brutus: Investigate. The door keeps spinning... The questions remain. OIL BARON. The Revolving Door. End transmission.
