
💸 God Save the Billionaires [Nordic Discord Challenge]
Ska, Elektro-Ska, Synth-pop Ska, Satire, Silly, Goofy
Varegg·2:54

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💸 God Save the Billionaires [Nordic Discord Challenge]
Ska, Elektro-Ska, Synth-pop Ska, Satire, Silly, Goofy
Creator: VareggRelease Date: April 25, 2025
Lyrics
Nordic Discord Challenge
Genre: Ska
Theme: Dark Satire
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[Smug CEO Intro]
Aah… it’s lonely at the top.
But I suppose someone has to be here.
[Verse 1: CEO]
I bought a rocket just for brunch,
Evicted earthlings over lunch.
They said I couldn’t own the moon—
So I bought the rights and sold it soon.
My yacht has WiFi, gold, and goats,
I wear four suits made out of votes.
I tip in stocks, I dine on shares,
And bathe inside my tax affairs.
[Chorus: CEO + (Henchmen Choir)]
God save the billionaires!
(He’s trickled down some crumbs again!)
God save the billionaires!
(He owns your house, your job, your pen!)
Bless the grind and screw the rest—
We clawed our way up private jets!
Raise your glass, pretend he cares—
God save the billionaires!
[Verse 2: CEO]
I built a school and named it “Mine,”
They teach the kids to toe the line.
I fund both sides, I change the rules,
And sell the chains as “freedom tools.”
They scream online? I bought the thread.
The memes are mine, I own what’s said.
I sell them truth for ninety-nine—
Then raise the price by checkout time.
[Chorus: CEO + (Henchmen Choir)]
God save the billionaires!
(He gave the market wings to soar!)
God save the billionaires!
(He keeps the poor from getting bored!)
Toast his name in crypto wine—
He’s hoarding stars while we decline.
Kiss the ring and say your prayers—
God save the billionaires!
[Bridge]
Bonus checks! Golden chairs!
Legacy stocks! Offshore lairs!
He buys the laws! He names the air!
Hallelujah, billionaires!
[Verse 3: CEO]
I’m just a humble self-made king,
Born from diamonds, grit, and bling.
I built my throne on unpaid hands—
They call that hustle. Understand?
[Final Chorus: Big Kahuna with the Raffle]
God save the billionaires!
(His mercy’s shaped like credit scores!)
God save the billionaires!
(He rents us rights, then asks for more!)
Bow to gold, embrace despair—
He’ll save the world with Cartier!
Praise his name, and mind your shares—
God save the billionaires!
“Now if you’ll excuse me…
I have to fire a continent.”
Genre: Ska
Theme: Dark Satire
——————————————————————
[Smug CEO Intro]
Aah… it’s lonely at the top.
But I suppose someone has to be here.
[Verse 1: CEO]
I bought a rocket just for brunch,
Evicted earthlings over lunch.
They said I couldn’t own the moon—
So I bought the rights and sold it soon.
My yacht has WiFi, gold, and goats,
I wear four suits made out of votes.
I tip in stocks, I dine on shares,
And bathe inside my tax affairs.
[Chorus: CEO + (Henchmen Choir)]
God save the billionaires!
(He’s trickled down some crumbs again!)
God save the billionaires!
(He owns your house, your job, your pen!)
Bless the grind and screw the rest—
We clawed our way up private jets!
Raise your glass, pretend he cares—
God save the billionaires!
[Verse 2: CEO]
I built a school and named it “Mine,”
They teach the kids to toe the line.
I fund both sides, I change the rules,
And sell the chains as “freedom tools.”
They scream online? I bought the thread.
The memes are mine, I own what’s said.
I sell them truth for ninety-nine—
Then raise the price by checkout time.
[Chorus: CEO + (Henchmen Choir)]
God save the billionaires!
(He gave the market wings to soar!)
God save the billionaires!
(He keeps the poor from getting bored!)
Toast his name in crypto wine—
He’s hoarding stars while we decline.
Kiss the ring and say your prayers—
God save the billionaires!
[Bridge]
Bonus checks! Golden chairs!
Legacy stocks! Offshore lairs!
He buys the laws! He names the air!
Hallelujah, billionaires!
[Verse 3: CEO]
I’m just a humble self-made king,
Born from diamonds, grit, and bling.
I built my throne on unpaid hands—
They call that hustle. Understand?
[Final Chorus: Big Kahuna with the Raffle]
God save the billionaires!
(His mercy’s shaped like credit scores!)
God save the billionaires!
(He rents us rights, then asks for more!)
Bow to gold, embrace despair—
He’ll save the world with Cartier!
Praise his name, and mind your shares—
God save the billionaires!
“Now if you’ll excuse me…
I have to fire a continent.”
