Lyrics
Verse 1
Cue the intro, fade to smiles,
Perfect home with suburban tiles.
Dinner’s warm, the jokes are clean,
No blood, no sweat, no in-between.
The credits roll on factory floors,
The hands that feed behind closed doors.
Every laugh a siren’s call,
To forget the cost, ignore it all.
Pre-Chorus
We cheer the lie we helped create,
Consume the world, then call it fate.
Chorus
Turn up the sound, drown out the cries,
We’re laughing loud while the poor one dies.
The show must go on, keep playing proud,
We’re the empire’s audience, laughing too loud.
Verse 2
Family values sold at night,
Framed in gold and filtered light.
Daddy’s job is “saving lives,
While someone starves where profit thrives.
The sitcom world’s a safe disguise,
A perfect lie beneath bright skies.
Change the channel, skip the pain,
Morality’s lost in the frame again.
Pre-Chorus
We feed the fire, we fan the flame,
Our comfort hides the ones to blame.
Chorus
Turn up the sound, drown out the cries,
We’re laughing loud while the poor one dies.
The show must go on, keep playing proud,
We’re the empire’s audience, laughing too loud.
Bridge
Cue applause, cue the cheer,
Another war just disappeared.
Streaming guilt in high HD,
Commercial break for empathy.
Gold medals made in the sweat and grime,
Export dreams, import crime.
The more we take, the less we see,
It’s all just reruns of cruelty.
Chorus
Turn up the sound, drown out the cries,
We’re laughing loud while the poor one dies.
The show must go on, keep playing proud,
We’re the empire’s audience, laughing too loud.
Bridge 2
Subtitles fade, the truth cuts deep,
The world outside can’t fall asleep.
We build our peace on someone’s grave,
Then call it freedom, call it brave.
The lights stay bright, the truth stays dark,
We play our roles, we miss the mark.
We clap on cue, we fade to black,
We never stop, we don’t look back.
Outro
No laugh track now, just the hum of shame,
The empire falls, but we stay the same.
No lessons learned, no curtain call,
Just echoes down a crumbling mall.
Our sitcom hearts still beat in time,
To the rhythm of another’s climb.
The screen goes dark, we bow somehow,
And call it life, and call it now.
