Lyrics

[Intro: Voice1]
Props to the wizards of spin
And the circus within
Tricks up their sleeves, but the show’s wearing thin
Talkin’ ‘bout science, talkin’ ‘bout trust
But they scrubbin’ the lists when the names start to rust
Tell me now, what’s the game?
We got leaks but no names
Gates wide open, but nobody claims

[Chorus: Voice2]
You’re a suit that deceives
But you act like we believe, we believe, we believe
You’re a doc with a grant
But your story doesn’t land, doesn’t land, doesn’t land
You’re a king with a crown
But your temple’s burning down, burning down, burning down
You’re a puppet with strings
And you ain't ‘bout a thing, ‘bout a thing, ‘bout a thing

[Verse 1: Voice1]
Oh snap, who let the truth slip?
Eppstein didn’t hang—he took a plane trip
Flew high, Bill Gates on the manifest
Dershowitz sweater vest, all still unimpressed
They lost the list, oh what a shame
Can’t find a name, but they track your memes, man what a game
Peter Daszak, Fauci’s sidekick
Gain-of-funk-tion, yeah, that’s their trick
Oops, lab leak? Yeah, no shit
Said we were crazy, now they admit
Wuhan whispers, Tony lied
While they banned us, demonized

[Chorus: Voice2]
You’re a suit that deceives
But you act like we believe, we believe, we believe
You’re a doc with a grant
But your story doesn’t land, doesn’t land, doesn’t land
You’re a king with a crown
But your temple’s burning down, burning down, burning down
You’re a puppet with strings
And you ain't ‘bout a thing, ‘bout a thing, ‘bout a thing

[Verse 2: Voice2]
World’s a stage, the script’s gone wrong
One more boost, play along
Trust the process, take the hit
Who’s the clown now? Guess it’s it
ID 2020, let’s get beamed
Digital leash, call it a dream
But tell me why the farm’s on fire?
Why they buying land while we retire?
Bank runs, lockdowns, they shift the blame
One world order, different name
Psyops in the morning news
Hush that thought, you might get sued

[Chorus: Voice2]
You’re a suit that deceives
But you act like we believe, we believe, we believe
You’re a doc with a grant
But your story doesn’t land, doesn’t land, doesn’t land
You’re a king with a crown
But your temple’s burning down, burning down, burning down
You’re a puppet with strings
And you ain't ‘bout a thing, ‘bout a thing, ‘bout a thing

[Outro: Voice1]
What’s up, what’s up, what’s up with that?
You lost the list? My dude, that’s whack
I saw the files, they leaked in stacks
But MSM just rolls it back
No one cares, no one minds
Memory-holed in record time
Ghislaine chillin’, playing chess
Tell me how she got that less?
Virus came from bats? Try again
All those patents got a plan
Man, the circus never ends
Clownworld’s real, just bring your friends

(Beat fades out with the sound of news anchors nervously laughing.)