(Verse 1)
God save the scene, a modern mainstream,
The royal family's just a social dream,
A nation divided, but still, we stand,
In the digital era, united we command.
(Chorus)
God save the scene, we're the new regime,
No kings or queens, just a pixelated dream,
We'll rise together, break the old routine,
In the chaos of now, God save the scene.
(
Verse 2)
A punk on the throne, a rebel unknown,
Social media echoes a rebellious tone,
No crown, no scepter, just a smartphone screen,
In the revolution of selfies, God save the scene.
(Chorus)
God save the scene, we're the new regime,
No kings or queens, just a pixelated dream,
We'll rise together, break the old routine,
In the chaos of now, God save the scene.
(Bridge)
No Buckingham Palace, just city streets,
Where hashtags and memes create the beats,
The anthem of progress, a virtual sheen,
In the ever-evolving now, God save the scene.
(Verse 3)
From punk to post-punk, the evolution's clear,
No God, no queen, just a digital frontier,
A DIY ethos in every teen,
In the anarchy of now, God save the scene.
(Chorus)
God save the scene, we're the new regime,
No kings or queens, just a pixelated dream,
We'll rise together, break the old routine,
In the chaos of now, God save the scene.
(
Outro)
So let the pixels reign, in the virtual domain,
No crown jewels, just a cyberpunk refrain,
God save the scene, in the internet's sheen,
In the chaos of now, let the scene be seen.
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