Golden Tower Scandal
Yeah! Turn it up!
Two thousand and five in the back of the bus Whispered confessions
of power and lust
Access granted to the gold-plated tower Just a casual game of systemic
power They let you do it when you've got the name No
accountability, just a brand in the game
Behind the velvet ropes,
the truth decay
(The truth decay!)
No apology can wash this dirt away!
Golden statues and institutional lies!
We see the rot under the compromise!
Grab the mic, rip down the gate!
No more silence for the corporate state! (Yeah!)
Access Hollywood tape on the cutting-room floor Ten years later it leaks
out the door The fallout was swift but the system was soft
High-level players still laughing aloft They spin the narrative,
defense on the air But the record is clear and the streets
are aware
Privilege protects.
Power deflects.
But we don't forget.
(No, we don't!)
Golden statues and institutional lies!
We see the rot under the compromise!
Grab the mic, rip down the gate!
No more silence for the corporate state! (Yeah!)
No more silence!
(shut it
down)