Verse 1
I see the world, I see the games,
The Leftists, the Marxists playing their names.
Woke Liberals spinning, the same old tune,
The Establishment crew howling at the moon.
And every time, the chorus rings,
“Idiots” is what they sing.
But don’t you see? It’s more than that,
The malice hides beneath the mask.
Chorus
Stop calling them idiots, open your eyes,
It’s not just mistakes; it’s a plan in disguise.
Hanlon’s Razor might guide the blind,
But malice is written in their designs.
Verse 2
It’s not your neighbor, not your friend,
Not the teacher with good intentions to lend.
But up above, where the strings are pulled,
The architects, the plans are full.
They’re not just fumbling, they’re not just lost,
It’s calculated, and we pay the cost.
When you say “stupid,” you let them go,
The truth is sharper than you know.
Chorus
Stop calling them idiots, open your eyes,
It’s not just mistakes; it’s a plan in disguise.
Hanlon’s Razor might guide the blind,
But malice is written in their designs.
Bridge
They want you to think it’s all a mistake,
A comedy of errors in the choices they make.
But look at the system, the cracks and the seams,
It’s more than chaos, it’s engineered schemes.
Chorus
Stop calling them idiots, open your eyes,
It’s not just mistakes; it’s a plan in disguise.
Hanlon’s Razor might guide the blind,
But malice is written in their designs.
Outro
Train your mind to see it clear,
The stakes are high, the end is near.
Don’t be fooled by the veil of clowns,
The masterminds wear hidden crowns.
Stop calling them idiots, they’re not naive,
They’ve built this web for us to grieve.
The truth’s in front, don’t look away,
Malice leads their masquerade.
