Welcome to space What were you expecting? It's a dangerous place Thank you for investing Go there for your rota There for your orders Fill up these quotas We'll bill for your quarters Report to your foreman But watch for marauders 'Cause if you get eaten There's fees for your mourners Prosperity's there in the care of magnates In Halcyon heaven awaits! Did you think it was supposed to Look like the poster? It mostly does Oh, if you'd only read closer Just ten short years to a new frontier Snooze as you cruise And you'll wake up here! You've been trapped in that ship For an awful long time So perhaps you have simply forgot what you signed Oh, honestly? Did you not read the colony policy? That defines you as company property? That waivers your say in autonomy? The conglomerate's got you in lock and key We put the dollar back into idolatry If you're upset, you can rent an apology We are a family forged in bureaucracy No "I" in "team, " but there's "con" in "economy" Were you expecting adventure? Were you hoping for fun? My friend, you're indentured And pleasure's exempt from your tenure So venture back down to your slum That's provided at generous prices Your worth is determined by your sacrifices A small term of service when down on the surface Internment's a freebie that comes with the purchase We work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to give Ourselves the right to buy Ourselves the right to live To earn the right to die Welcome to our little town Why don't you settle down? Here, just fill out the paperwork And you can look around We're happy as can be Inside the valley cannery We live to pack the cans of meat And not to question where it's found Until we end up in the ground Around the corner in the yard You know, we thought we liked the sound Of finding glory in the stars The board has taught us to be proud Of never reaching very far So we earn what we're allowed And give it right back at the bar The ale to cure what ails ya Zero Gee Brew, your favourite flavour So work 'til you bleed, ennobled by labour Then purchase relief from your local retailer! If you'd rather drop dead, that's fine But you know that dropping down dead bears a fine So you do your job and I'll do mine I gotta meet a six foot deep bottom line We make a fortune for the board By selling boredom door to door Because it's all that we deserve And it is all we can afford The secrets of the universe And all the worlds to be explored But our dreams are back on Earth And now the work is our reward And you'll be grateful For seats at the table Though it dips at one end And the bench is unstable You may waste your days But at least you were able To pay off your grave Since we leased you your cradle Be faithful and pray We'll repay what you invest Behave as you slave For humanity's interest On account that you're all on account And we're quickly amounting Humanity's interest You'd think that we'd sink To the brink of rebellion With markets dependent On peddling weapons The architect tells them The secret to Heaven Is simply consuming Whatever we sell them We work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to give Ourselves the right to buy Ourselves the right to live To earn the right to die You should have read the fine print, my friend Should have read the fine print You should have read the fine print, my friend Should have read the fine print Welcome to our little town Why don't you settle down? Here, just fill out the paperwork And you can look around We work and then we work And then we work and then we work And then we work and then we work And then we end up in the ground Welcome to our little town Why don't you settle down? Here, just fill out the paperwork And you can look around You should have read the fine print, my friend Should have read the fine print Here and here and initial here Welcome to the family!
The problem with The Outer Worlds goes a bit deeper than a party, the problem is with capitalism itself. Though Republicans _are_ the capitalists of the small government variety, which is precisely the ideology that lead to the Board's tyranny over everything
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This song hits harder then life😩
WE MAKING IT OUTTA HALCYON WITH THIS ONE🔥🔥🔥
Welcome to space
What were you expecting?
It's a dangerous place
Thank you for investing
Go there for your rota
There for your orders
Fill up these quotas
We'll bill for your quarters
Report to your foreman
But watch for marauders
'Cause if you get eaten
There's fees for your mourners
Prosperity's there in the care of magnates
In Halcyon heaven awaits!
Did you think it was supposed to
Look like the poster?
It mostly does
Oh, if you'd only read closer
Just ten short years to a new frontier
Snooze as you cruise
And you'll wake up here!
You've been trapped in that ship
For an awful long time
So perhaps you have simply forgot what you signed
Oh, honestly?
Did you not read the colony policy?
That defines you as company property?
That waivers your say in autonomy?
The conglomerate's got you in lock and key
We put the dollar back into idolatry
If you're upset, you can rent an apology
We are a family forged in bureaucracy
No "I" in "team, " but there's "con" in "economy"
Were you expecting adventure?
Were you hoping for fun?
My friend, you're indentured
And pleasure's exempt from your tenure
So venture back down to your slum
That's provided at generous prices
Your worth is determined by your sacrifices
A small term of service when down on the surface
Internment's a freebie that comes with the purchase
We work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to give
Ourselves the right to buy
Ourselves the right to live
To earn the right to die
Welcome to our little town
Why don't you settle down?
Here, just fill out the paperwork
And you can look around
We're happy as can be
Inside the valley cannery
We live to pack the cans of meat
And not to question where it's found
Until we end up in the ground
Around the corner in the yard
You know, we thought we liked the sound
Of finding glory in the stars
The board has taught us to be proud
Of never reaching very far
So we earn what we're allowed
And give it right back at the bar
The ale to cure what ails ya
Zero Gee Brew, your favourite flavour
So work 'til you bleed, ennobled by labour
Then purchase relief from your local retailer!
If you'd rather drop dead, that's fine
But you know that dropping down dead bears a fine
So you do your job and I'll do mine
I gotta meet a six foot deep bottom line
We make a fortune for the board
By selling boredom door to door
Because it's all that we deserve
And it is all we can afford
The secrets of the universe
And all the worlds to be explored
But our dreams are back on Earth
And now the work is our reward
And you'll be grateful
For seats at the table
Though it dips at one end
And the bench is unstable
You may waste your days
But at least you were able
To pay off your grave
Since we leased you your cradle
Be faithful and pray
We'll repay what you invest
Behave as you slave
For humanity's interest
On account that you're all on account
And we're quickly amounting
Humanity's interest
You'd think that we'd sink
To the brink of rebellion
With markets dependent
On peddling weapons
The architect tells them
The secret to Heaven
Is simply consuming
Whatever we sell them
We work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to give
Ourselves the right to buy
Ourselves the right to live
To earn the right to die
You should have read the fine print, my friend
Should have read the fine print
You should have read the fine print, my friend
Should have read the fine print
Welcome to our little town
Why don't you settle down?
Here, just fill out the paperwork
And you can look around
We work and then we work
And then we work and then we work
And then we work and then we work
And then we end up in the ground
Welcome to our little town
Why don't you settle down?
Here, just fill out the paperwork
And you can look around
You should have read the fine print, my friend
Should have read the fine print
Here and here and initial here
Welcome to the family!
WE WORK TO EARN THE RIGHT TO WORK 🗣❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥
🗣️🗣️🗣️TO EARN THE RIGHT TO WORK
🗣❤🔥TO EARN THE RIGHT TO WORK 🗣❤🔥
🗣🗣❤️🔥TO EARN THE RIGHT TO WORK🗣❤️🔥
TO EARN THE RIGHT TO GIVE🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️💯💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥
🗣️❤️🔥❤️🔥TO EARN THE RIGHT TO GIVE 🗣️🗣️❤️🔥
I can’t help but violently sing along to this
1:02 (for me lol)
Same
thx so much i love u 😭❤
np ily2
ur songs always hit man
its a remix ;-;
I love this 🤑 thanks
So cool
3:50
I love ittttt idk why you just got 18 like it was 17 but I like uh and IS THAT TOGAMI
AHH THANK YOU!! AND YES ITS TOGAMI :)))
This song belongs to Byakuya 😌💕
Right
DANGANRONPA FAN ARE HERE
This song fits him soooo well
Remember.
Engineer from tf2*
Pls tell me why there is just danganronpa fan here I miss change my acount to ibuki mioda.....
Me
The Capitalism song..
We work to earn the right to work, to earn the right to give ourselves the right to buy the selves to right to live, to earn the right to die
Can you do "welcome to the internet", with a ena picture? ( Slowed and reverb )
night shift type beat
I made a warpship in Kerbal Space Program while listening to this.
this hits harder than the pure colomian coke i snorted
Quirky and random x3
@@dkb115 SHUT
you have an Adam pfp
@@opinionatedfoxl8369 And yours is some therian furry logo
You just lost the game. So you told me to comment
what the name of that anime face thingy
Its Byakuya Tagomi
lol
republicans:
Pro Consumerism Republicans*
@@dkb115which is like every single one of them 😭🙏 they’re literally the establishment party that MOST supports consumerism
The problem with The Outer Worlds goes a bit deeper than a party, the problem is with capitalism itself.
Though Republicans _are_ the capitalists of the small government variety, which is precisely the ideology that lead to the Board's tyranny over everything