The Mulein Studios Corpus

Where We’ve Gone Before

Verse 1

They built a brain in a server rack, taught it how to paint and steal
Fired the boys on the factory floor and the man behind the wheel
The suits are up in the penthouse, drinking a victory toast
Selling us a strip-mined soul from a digital ghost
They say the future is automated, the margins are looking grand
But they forgot to run the math on the supply and the demand!

Chorus

So who's gonna buy your plastic? Who's gonna buy your bread?
When the company store is fully stocked but the working class is dead!
There ain't no basic income, no utopian frontier
Just the same old robber barons getting richer every year!
Yeah, the replicator's humming, but the people hit the floor
We cowardly went exactly where we've always gone before!

Verse 2

They promised us the starlight, a post-scarcity dream
Instead they gave us a gig economy and a data-mining scheme
No warp drive to the future, no federation fleet
Just an algorithm counting clicks while we're starving in the street
You automated the harvest, you automated the till
Now you're staring at the ledger wondering who can pay the bill!

Bridge

You can't sell a shiny tractor to a line of code.
You can't sell a silver bullet to a ghost upon the road.
The warehouses are bursting, the cargo ships are full
But the market's gonna shatter when there's no one left to pull!

Chorus

So who's gonna buy your plastic? Who's gonna buy your bread?
When the company store is fully stocked but the working class is dead!
There ain't no basic income, no utopian frontier
Just the same old robber barons getting richer every year!
Yeah, the replicator's humming, but the people hit the floor
We cowardly went exactly where we've always gone before!

Outro

Where we've gone before...
Straight back to the Gilded Age, baby.
Enjoy your inventory.

Credits

Lyrics
Jessica Mulein
Composed
Suno
Performed
Suno
Mixing & mastering
Jessica Mulein

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