The End of Journalism

Welcome to the silence now—Let the propaganda begin.

[Verse 1]
They sold the ink, they sold the air,
For a billion-dollar billionaire’s vacant stare.
Once proud truths now softly fade,
To make room for the deals that Ellison made.

CBS bowed, Colbert’s on ice,
While Trump cashes checks for his petty price.
They call it news but it’s tribute paid,
To a felon king the oligarchs made.

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[Chorus]
🎶 This is the end of journalism,
When power buys the press.
The ghost of Reagan whispers still,
While truth gets laid to rest.
The Fourth Estate’s been auctioned off,
To gods in human skin…
Welcome to the silence now—
Let the propaganda begin. 🎶

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[Verse 2]
There were once 50 voices, now just six remain,
And they echo the Gospel of greed and gain.
Antitrust laws lie in the dirt,
While democracy chokes in a branded shirt.

Redstone smiles, her wallet wide,
As CBS slips to the fascist side.
And the Justice boys just look away,
It’s just another rigged-up play.

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[Chorus]
🎶 This is the end of journalism,
When power buys the press.
The ghost of Reagan whispers still,
While truth gets laid to rest.
The Fourth Estate’s been auctioned off,
To gods in human skin…
Welcome to the silence now—
Let the propaganda begin. 🎶

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[Bridge]
Hungary did it, Russia too,
And now it’s got that red-white-blue.
Project 2025 in hand,
Trump’s got the mic, and he’s got a plan.

He’ll purge the courts, he’ll own the news,
And we’ll all forget what we could lose.
But don’t mistake this for a show—
This is how dictators grow.

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[Final Chorus]
🎶 This is the end of journalism,
When facts are just for sale.
Where silence rules, and stories die,
Beneath the richest veil.
From Reagan’s pen to Trump’s grim grin,
The free press lost its spin…
And we’re left screaming headlines
Into a world gone dim. 🎶