FREEDOM ANTHEMIC RE-RELEASED !!! " Frown Of A Clown II " By Producer Bravid Valour
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a very catchy anthemic that paraphrases the current social unrest at Government censorship and cancel culture, By Producer Bravid Valour…PEOPLE FIRST!
a very catchy anthemic that paraphrases the current social unrest at Government censorship and cancel culture, By Producer Bravid Valour…PEOPLE FIRST!
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[Intro] [Verse]
frown of a clown
Welcome to the show where the mic is a loom and we pull threads of doubt.
The joke’s on the system, not on the folks in the crowd.
If your policy says “silence the talk,” we say “we’re louder.” clap back with a grin.
[Verse 1]
The clock ticks moral panic, the headlines bellow “danger” and “error,”
They draft a shiny sword of laws, call it protection, call it terror.
They chair a quiet meeting, then shout “order in the court,”
But justice wears a curious mask when it’s gagging what we report.
[Chorus]
Oh, frown of a clown, you wear a badge of fear,
But free speech towels down any attempt to smear.
If the First isn’t a suggestion, it’s a binding vow,
So let the jokes roll on—let truth out, anyhow.
[Verse 2]
They say “stability,” we hear “stage a blackout and silence the crowd,”
They want a quiet theatre; we want a riotous, honest loud.
Kimmel, Colbert, not the generals of a war, you see,
They’re mirrors to power—reflection, not decree.
[Bridge]
Democracy is not a hush room or a whispered script,
It’s a noisy sidewalk sermon where questions are equipped.
If laughter is a shield, let it ring through every hall,
Until accountability answers—before the fall.
[Verse 3]
The curtain isn’t a threat; it’s a test of nerve and wit,
A reminder that dissent is the engine of a functioning lit.
You don’t hush the stage to hush the street’s demand,
You argue in the open, with receipts in hand. [
Chorus]
Oh, frown of a clown, you can frown, you can scowl,
But the chorus of the people keeps singing it aloud.
The First says “free,” not “free if you approve,”
So keep the punchlines coming—let dissent evolve.
So the frown fades to a spark that travels through the crowd,
A chorus building daylight from the doubts aloud.
If they try to silence, we’ll remix the tune:
Freedom’s a punchline that lands—no shutdown on time.