Posted here in case i need to verify authorship in the future. This is a modified version of the song designed to not trigger Suno’s filters.
VERSE ONE
Stumble on in – and hold on tight,
Welded in the seat for ay
rocket ride to pan-de-mo-ni-um!
Grinning like -INSAne clowns
Hellbound, on a run-ay-way train.
Deterioration, degeneration,
who-gives-ay-ducking-ducka-nation.
Hoooly grit! The world’s becoming a hiiii-de-ous mutation!
CHORUS
Boun-cing down.
The roc-ky road.
To ob- liiii- vi- ooon.
A wrecking ball packing an atom bomb!!!
The ent-rooo-peee ex-press is speeding on its way,
And there ain’t no /
Turning back from /
This deee-cay, de-cay, de-cay, decay-hey-hey-heeeeey
VERSE TWO — WORKPLACE
Say “buh-bye” – to your paycheck, say “Howdy” to government cheeeese.
Robot waiters, robot checkouts
taking your jobs as society regresses
Robot drivers driving robot taxis
and taking you to all the wrong addresses
Robot interns giving robot snow/jobs
To robot presidents, ruining robot dresses.
Or worse yet…
Robot kiddies, spring-ing out of robot toasters!
Wearing robot diapers
And go-ing to robot kiddie parties hosted by robot party hosters!
VERSE THREE –
Corporations with – their own private swat teams
Morbidly obese-donut-munching Figs
Wielding armee donated M-six-teens
Armored clown storm trooopers
riding polka dot tanks down main street
Say the wrong fleet, they’ll feed you a rock-et prohpelled grena-hade
And even if you make it home at the end of the daaay
You reach for a beeeer / to find your fridge occupiiied
By the NSA!
And who’s that lurrrking under your bed?
Grit, it’s the CIA!
CHORUS-
Boun-cing down.
The roc-ky road.
To ob- liiii- vi- ooon.
A wrecking ball – packing an atom bomb!!!
The ent-rooo-peee ex-press is speeding on its way,
And there ain’t no /
Turning back from /
This deee-cay, de-cay, de-cay, decay-hey-hey-heeeeey
VERSE FOUR CAPITALISM BEING BLED DRY and CORRUPT POLITICIANS
Plootohcratic pirates hoarding all life-jack-ets
As democracy slowly but surely sin-hinks.
Got a slimy genetically modified
Nightmare on your dinner play-hate,
Bet-ter drench it in G-MO ketchip
Gobble eet down before eet slithers away-hay!
With screeching whee-heels
We hur-tle face first into a neo-feudal NIGHT-MARE
With mi-llio-naire Wall St senators, fleecy lupines at the wheel
Shiny Hollywood smiles flashing their evil unseen.
VERSE FIVE – REASON AND REALITY WRECKED
Like disco and red velvet pants reason and logic are totally out of styyyle!
So crack another sixpack light up another doobie open up ay bible
Check recording for this line, don’t think about any matter that matters
Have some titty-lation some cat crap coffee and escape into a steamin’ heap of reality TV.
Check recording for this line
Or is it? No, wait. What’s what again?
Is that grit or is that chocolate?
Who gives a duck – Check recording for this line and let Big Brother burp you!
CHORUS-
Boun-cing down.
The roc-ky road.
To ob- liiii- vi- ooon.
A wrecking ball – packing an atom bomb!!!
The ent-rooo-peee ex-press is speeding on its way,
And there ain’t no /
Turning back from /
This deee-cay, de-cay, de-cay, decay-hey-hey-heeeeey
But, of course, you never know, I could be wrong!
Then some train crash or car crash sounds and a huge nuclear kaboom
And this is the mp3 i will be uploading as a reference track…