The Great Betrayal

You can hear ‘em say “your fight,” but the ink don’t lie—It’s the rich get rescued… and the rest get by.

[Verse 1]
He rolled into a small-town crowd, talkin’ “workin’ man” proud,
Shook a couple calloused hands, smiled for the camera loud.
But behind that stage light shine, it’s a different plan—
Write the rules for gilded thrones, and bill the common man.

[Chorus]
It’s The Great Betrayal, dressed up in red, white, blue,
They point at us for blame while they’re cutting deals in rooms.
You can hear ‘em say “your fight,” but the ink don’t lie—
It’s the rich get rescued… and the rest get by.

[Verse 2]
Airlines cut the line, banks cash another chain,
Workers lose their ground while the bosses pop champagne.
Truth gets turned to static, help gets turned to ash—
And they call it “freedom” while they’re counting up the cash.

[Chorus]
It’s The Great Betrayal, dressed up in red, white, blue,
They point at us for blame while they’re cutting deals in rooms.
You can hear ‘em say “your fight,” but the ink don’t lie—
It’s the rich get rescued… and the rest get by.