[Verse 1]
There’s a man with a flag on a foreign made coat,
Has a pickup truck payment but he’s barely afloat.
He curses the kids with the books in their hands,
While the banker builds castles in foreclosure land.
He don’t trust the doctor, he don’t trust the press,
But he’ll vote for a king if he hates the rest.
Eat your cake, eat your cake, eat your cake
[Chorus]
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
[Verse 2]
False prophets in pulpits collecting the gold,
With eyes like Rasputin and hearts so ice cold.
Say heaven’s for sale with a tax-free receipt,
And call those anointed who know how to cheat
They say, "Freedom ain't free," as they lock the gate,
Then target the hungry with edicts of hate
Eat your cake, eat your cake, eat your cake
[Chorus]
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
[Verse 3]
They tore down the unions, they poisoned the wells,
Sold off the farmland and rang freedom’s bell.
Now a strongman whines on every screen,
Talkin’ ‘bout greatness and keepin’ things mean.
And behind his smirk is a tech bro’s bet—
A throne built on stock price and unpaid debt.
Eat your cake, eat your cake, eat your cake
[Chorus]
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
[Verse 4]
And the poets keep singin’ in unlit bars,
While the rich play poker with the moon and the stars.
The future’s been sold in a digital haze,
And history limps through each election day.
If you give ‘em your soul for a red, white, and blue,
Don’t be shocked when they auction what’s left of you too.
Eat your cake, eat your cake, eat your cake
[Chorus]
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
©Clement A. Thorne
????️ Clement A. Thorne is a singer-songwriter blending Americana, blues, outlaw country, and rockabilly into gritty, low-fidelity recordings.
Every track is self-produced.
These songs are stories—stripped down and steeped in soul.
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➡️ For fans of: Kris Kristofferson, Hank Williams, Robert Johnson, The Band, Townes Van Zandt, Johnny Cash, Blaze Foley.
#ClementAThorne #LoFiCountry #AmericanaMusic #OutlawCountry #SingerSongwriter #OriginalMusic #FolkBlues #HomeRecording #FourTrackMagic #HonkyTonkBlues
There’s a man with a flag on a foreign made coat,
Has a pickup truck payment but he’s barely afloat.
He curses the kids with the books in their hands,
While the banker builds castles in foreclosure land.
He don’t trust the doctor, he don’t trust the press,
But he’ll vote for a king if he hates the rest.
Eat your cake, eat your cake, eat your cake
[Chorus]
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
[Verse 2]
False prophets in pulpits collecting the gold,
With eyes like Rasputin and hearts so ice cold.
Say heaven’s for sale with a tax-free receipt,
And call those anointed who know how to cheat
They say, "Freedom ain't free," as they lock the gate,
Then target the hungry with edicts of hate
Eat your cake, eat your cake, eat your cake
[Chorus]
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
[Verse 3]
They tore down the unions, they poisoned the wells,
Sold off the farmland and rang freedom’s bell.
Now a strongman whines on every screen,
Talkin’ ‘bout greatness and keepin’ things mean.
And behind his smirk is a tech bro’s bet—
A throne built on stock price and unpaid debt.
Eat your cake, eat your cake, eat your cake
[Chorus]
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
[Verse 4]
And the poets keep singin’ in unlit bars,
While the rich play poker with the moon and the stars.
The future’s been sold in a digital haze,
And history limps through each election day.
If you give ‘em your soul for a red, white, and blue,
Don’t be shocked when they auction what’s left of you too.
Eat your cake, eat your cake, eat your cake
[Chorus]
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
When billionaires fool you, this is what you get—
You end up voting for Marie Antoinette.
©Clement A. Thorne
????️ Clement A. Thorne is a singer-songwriter blending Americana, blues, outlaw country, and rockabilly into gritty, low-fidelity recordings.
Every track is self-produced.
These songs are stories—stripped down and steeped in soul.
???? Subscribe for original lo-fi country music, dusty lyric videos, and back porch blues.
➡️ For fans of: Kris Kristofferson, Hank Williams, Robert Johnson, The Band, Townes Van Zandt, Johnny Cash, Blaze Foley.
#ClementAThorne #LoFiCountry #AmericanaMusic #OutlawCountry #SingerSongwriter #OriginalMusic #FolkBlues #HomeRecording #FourTrackMagic #HonkyTonkBlues
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