Future Fables & Folk

"Little Worker Bee" by Cruise Control is a raw, introspective look at the modern corporate grind and the compromises we make for "success." With biting lyrics that call out the hustle culture and the erosion of values, this track is an anthem for anyone who's felt their soul slowly fading in the nine-to-five. It questions the true cost of chasing the verified check, the quarterly spec, and the illusion of a better world sold by companies optimizing "exploitation algorithms." If you've ever felt like your LinkedIn bio is the opposite of your truth, this song is for you. Dive into the stark contrast between competing for commercial gain and creating with integrity, and ask yourself: what's a legacy if the price was your name?

Little Worker Bee

THE ELK AND THE WOLVES: CRUISE CONTROL

Remember... remember...

The Elk had antlers strong and wide
They cleared the forest, side by side
They built the roads, they dug the wells
They raised the walls and tower bells

The Wolves, who owned the land by law
Paid Elk in grain for what they saw
"Work hard, build straight, and you'll be fed—
We'll share the plenty that you've spread"

So Elk bent low and built for years
Through summer heat and winter's tears
They taught their young to lift and haul
To build the Wolves' great hunting hall

But WOLVES LEARNED SECRETS in the night
How to make machines that worked despite
The need for Elk with tired backs
For iron hands don't tire or slack
(don't tire or slack...)

One morning came without a sound
The Elk found notices on the ground
"Your service helped us reach this day
But machines now build—you cannot stay"

The grain stores? Owned by Wolves alone
The wells they dug? Wolf-mortgaged stone
The roads they paved with bleeding hooves
Led only where the Wolf approves

Young Elk asked his father, gray and bent
"We built this world—where did it went?"
The father's answer, heavy, true
"We built their wealth, not what we're due"


"We should have claimed the land we cleared
The tools we made, the wells we engineered
Building wealth for others' gain
Just forges your own future's CHAIN"

"The ones who own, not those who toil
Inherit everything—the spoil"


Some Elk had learned the machine's code
Had bought small plots along the road
They weren't spared the coming frost
But they survived—the others? LOST

Now scattered through the outer wood
The builder-Elk, misunderstood
Still believing if they tried once more
The Wolves would open up the door


But DOORS ARE ONLY OPENED WIDE
For those who OWN what's kept inside
The truth the forest tries to hide:
LABOR BUILDS, but OWNERSHIP DECIDES

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A dystopian fable wrapped in festival-grade bass and yacht club aesthetics. This track dissects the brutal economics of labor vs. ownership through the story of the Elk—who built everything—and the Wolves—who owned everything.

"Labor builds, but ownership decides."

When the machines arrive, the builders are rendered obsolete. The wells they dug, the roads they paved, the walls they raised—all owned by others. This is prophetic rap meets dark-trap meditation on automation, displacement, and the cruel mathematics of capital.

The moral isn't subtle: Learn the systems. Claim your ground. Or watch machines take what you found.
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THE ELK and THE WOLVES

A modern folk meditation on courage and presence, told through an ocean encounter.

This song explores the ancient question every living thing faces: what do you do when something larger circles? The answer, it turns out, has less to do with the threat itself and more to do with whether you believe you deserve the space you occupy.

Written in the tradition of teaching stories—simple in structure, deep in meaning. The kind of wisdom that crosses generations because it speaks to something fundamental about being human.

Genre: Contemporary Folk / Adult Lullaby / Timeless Wisdom
Tempo: 90 BPM
Key: [Your chosen key]

For anyone who's ever had to stand their ground when everything said to run.

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"The ocean taught me what the wise have known—
that we are never quite as small or alone
as fear would have us in the moment think.
Stand still, breathe deep, and you won't sink."

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All instruments: Acoustic guitar, upright bass, minimal percussion
Production philosophy: Space, breath, and honest storytelling

© 2025

You Won't Sink

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