Fourth Wall - Act I Scene 1
Vocal RangesFourth Wall, Tenor, D2 - G3
C3 = Middle C Downloads
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Fourth Wall by Rodger Raino is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.
LyricsFOURTH
Hello, hello, I can see you And you can see me too My name is Fourth Wall Please don’t mistake me for Frivolous buffoons like them Highfalutin royalty Who can't tell you exist Welcome to Mediastan Our world is not like yours Full of aristocrats I’m merely a court jester here Eavesdropping, observing Since they don’t notice me Pays to know all I can Keeps me safe Treachery abounds here nowadays Let me wise you up Got the big what’s what ‘Bout the so called better classes They’re a sketchy bunch Smiling faces with daggers in hand Like some of you Unlike you, occult skills hold sway Wielded in massive ego plays Each one has unique capabilities Sorcery confers special privileges Because they need the aristocracy Propping up arrogant entitlements Everyone born of noble blood lines Possesses one pure magic enchantment Using this one special power Grants license to the Peerage Yet they think after everything has been given them On a silver tray by a minion’s hand After all the luck that money can buy Places them on high Still each one believes That they’re all self made Ladies and gentlemen I give you the rulers of Mediastan The champions of vested interests Image brokers, corrupt elites The Media Lords Baron Anchor Wise and learned they say And old, very old Whatever he says on his daily news Becomes the truth His magic? Our world changes to match Every word Anchor speaks during his newscast Lady Diva Kind and lovely Unless you work for her A witch to her staff But a saint to rapt adoring fans Her magic? The audience will do anything she tells them No matter what it is Next, Sir Mogul Enfant terrible The CEO of Consolidated Media A man of wealth His money screams And it bribes And it schemes And it decides His magic? Big bucks Luck it seems comes to those Who have huge piles of cash My three favorites Pa, Par, and Azzi They cause so much mischief Lewd gossip mongers Rumor floggers Celebrity stalkers Their magic? Momentary enchantment Salacious pandering forms their stock and trade Now last we have Major Brands I avoid him best I can He controls it all Pulling our strings His magic? Raw power Sociopathicly Brands directs this mess Brands directs this mess Brands directs this mess |
