[Spoken Word] We watched them systematically dismantle the baseline. From Neutron Jack’s corporate mining to the zombie hustle, the bill came due. The home is frazzled, the pool is frozen, and the global barge is sinking. Look the nightmare right in the teeth. [Rap Verse] Nineteen-eighty-one arrived and turned the worker into waste, Consolidating roles to feed a boardroom’s frantic haste. We used to come home tired but whole beneath the porch-light glow, Now we’re overclocked and hollowed with nowhere left to go. Forcing bodies to comply through a toxic chemical grind, Adrenals burning out while soma downers dull the mind. Huxley’s orgy-porgy chant is ringing clinical and clear, A test-tube zombie workforce drowning out the fear. The domestic pool is frozen under fourth-wave toxic noise, Frazzled partners snapping in a world that strips their joys. Parents too damn hollowed out to guide a modern child, Leaving everyone fractured while the system runs wild. [Sung Chorus] It’s a Welchian nightmare on a neo-feudal floor, A zombie nation knocking at a hollowed-out door. They sold the baseline down the river for a short-term gain, And left the working family to inherit all the pain. [Rap Verse] To keep the engine running and depress the native wage, They built a shadow labor market for the modern age. Lured by the millions since the Kennedy eighty-six decree, Undocumented workers trapped in legal modern slavery. The plantation Dixie Democrats asked who would pick the crop, Now the modern corporate suits won't let the pipeline stop. The Spanish-speaking migrant is the neo-antebellum slave, Undoing civil rights while bosses dance upon the grave. [Sung Chorus] Old Ford paid his five bucks a day to keep the worker whole, Carnegie and Hoffa kept a balance in the soul. But Welch put every factory on a floating global barge, Offshoring self-reliance while the globalists took charge. [Rap Verse] Now the supply chains are breaking and the hostile borders bleed, Re-shoring and rebuilding is an absolute necessity. Even Peter Zeihan’s data shows the hyper-painful cost, Of trying to buy back overnight the skills our youth have lost. Decades deep, we told them manual work was dead, Now we pay a steep inflation for the iron and the bread. Bargaining with Mexico to secure the Monroe line, Trying to find a baseline that can outlive their design. [Spoken Word] Yeah, even medieval serfs had it better on the manor floor. Decades deep, the bill is at the door. Thanks Boomers and Welch for hollowing it all out for Generation X and younger.
