In a world where Brad Pitt battles Alaskan wolves with more dignity than the American political class, we find ourselves grimacing at the sheer state of affairs. RFK Jr. is shocked—shocked!—that firing everyone resulted in a negative newspaper story, whilst the 'Great American State Fair' is shaping up to be about as united as the Eurovision voting bloc. Perhaps the only thing more tragic than children’s lemonade stands being robbed at gunpoint is the revelation that ESPN analysts have to apologise to pop stars for having opinions. It’s enough to make one pine for the sweet release of a chemical paper mill accident, frankly.
RFK Jr. Criticises New York Times Coverage
Brad Pitt Stars in Heart of the Beast
States Withdraw from Great American State Fair
Forlorn Brostep-Witch House Fusion
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[Verse 1]
R.F.K. reads the paper, sees the ink is black
Says the sources are the disaffected he has sacked
He fired them all, then wonders why they speak
It's the circle of the ruthless and the weak
The Times prints the truth, he cries out in pain
Saying none of it is real, just the bitter and the drained
But if you purge the staff, you purge the memory too
Now the skeletons are dancing out of view
[Pre-Chorus]
It's the Great American State Fair, 250 years
Five states say no, they don't want the souvenirs
It's a party for the faithful, a vanity parade
While the union keeps on fraying in the shade
[Chorus]
The bass goes down, the truth goes deep
We sow the chaos that we reap
From the lemonade stand to the paper mill
The machinery turns and it never stands still
It's a breakdown, a breakdown, a breakdown of trust
Iron and iron and iron and rust
[Verse 2]
Up in Boston town, where the children tried to sell
A cup of sweet lemonade in the summer swell
A gun in the face for a handful of change
Now that's the kind of profit that seems strange
And out in Washington, at the paper mill plant
The chemicals burned through the workers' chant
Just a footnote tragic, in the margin of the day
While the headlines find a different corpse to flay
[Bridge]
Nancy Guthrie's missing and the borders stay shut
No cooperation, just a door that's cut
Tulsi Gabbard says the syndrome isn't there
Revoking the reports like she just doesn't care
And Brad Pitt fights the Alaskan cold
A survival story brilliantly sold
While the real kids in Boston learn the truth too young
That the world's a cruel place, old before it's sprung
[Chorus]
The bass goes down, the truth goes deep
We sow the chaos that we reap
From the lemonade stand to the paper mill
The machinery turns and it never stands still
It's a breakdown, a breakdown, a breakdown of trust
Iron and iron and iron and rust
[Outro]
They purged the staff, they purged the file
They banned the fair with a painted smile
The gun was real, the burns were deep
And the silence is the promise that they never keep
Yeah, the silence is the promise that they never keep