Different Time

featuring: Monkey McCarnival
Mixing by: Schimo/DJ Icarus

Monkey Business (roxa)

From wastelands to open spaces of living .With Gavin Nichol ... instrumental.

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Hypnotic mind

This song is my unapologetic reckoning with the buried truths, deflections, and deep rot surrounding Donald Trump's ties to Jeffrey Epstein. It's a fiery protest anthem aimed straight at the lies, the denials, and the systems that protect the powerful while silencing the victims. I’m not pulling punches here—this track confronts the gaslighting, the vanishing files, and the cult-like defense of a man whose hands are anything but clean. It’s about accountability, memory, and refusing to let the truth be erased, no matter how hard they try to bury it.

https://www.pbs.org/newshour/show/trump-faces-growing-criticism-from-his-base-over-jeffrey-epstein-files


LYRICS:

[Intro]
We’ve seen the photos. 
We’ve heard the stories. 
Now the files are gone— 
But the truth don’t burn that easy. 

[Verse 1]  
They swore they'd crack it open, 
but they slammed it shut 
Promised light in the dark, 
now it’s ashes and dust 

He partied with the monster, 
arm around his prey 
Now he's “never heard of him”?
Get the fuck outta my way!

[Pre-Chorus] 
They fed us lies, 
now choke on truth 
You made the deal — 
now face the proof

[Chorus] 
Trump, you were listed — 
buried in the files 
You're hiding behind Justice 
with that phony smile 

You built your throne on blood, 
now it stains the floor 
You can’t kill the truth — 
not anymore 

[Verse 2]
You danced with Epstein,
grinning wide 
Now you act like the past 
just up and died 

But secrets rot, 
and rot stinks loud 
And your silence screams
above the crowd

[Pre-Chorus] 
Built your army 
on our rage 
Now the flames 
consume the stage 

[Chorus] 
Trump, you were listed — 
buried in the files 
You're hiding behind Justice 
with that phony smile 

The base you fed with blood 
now howls at your door 
You can’t kill the truth — 
not anymore 

[Verse 3] 
Pam Bondi 
gaslighting on FOX, 
Kash Patel mouthing off 
like a puppet in a box 

But receipts got teeth, 
and time don’t lie 
There’s a hard drive humming
with your name inside 

[Verse 4] 
Jones turned on you. 
Loomer’s sharpening blades. 
Even your own wolves 
Are howling at the gate. 

The cult's cracking. 
The mask's melting. 
The truth is screaming— 
And it’s got your name. 

[Bridge] 
You said you'd drain the swamp, 
you'd cleanse the stain 
But you rode the jet, 
drank the wine, 
and played the game 

Now the curtain’s pulled, 
and your hands ain't clean—
THE EMPEROR'S NAKED —
 IT'S OBSCENE!

[Chorus] 
Trump, you were listed — 
buried in the files 
You're hiding behind Justice 
with that phony smile 

The base you fed with blood 
now howls at your door 
You can’t kill the truth — 
not anymore 

[Final Chorus] 
Trump, you were listed — 
we remember your smile 
You called him “a terrific guy,” 
now you’re in denial 

The cracks in your story 
are flooding with light 
And we’ll scream this truth 
'til it scorches the night 

[Outro] 
You opened the door. 
Now run from the light. 
The names are still out there. 
And they won't stay buried.

Buried in the Files

Heart Awake

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I didn’t rush this. I lived it.

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