Nelly watches as the elites build nuclear bunkers on the Vice YouTube channel. She laments, “There goes my career!”
Joe, scrolling through his phone, glances up. “Revelation 6, Nelly. The sixth seal. And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the caves and in the rocks of the mountains.“
Nelly scoffs. “So they really think they can hide from what’s coming?”
Joe shrugs. “They always do. But no bunker can save them from judgment.”
She leans back, exhaling. “I just wanted to make music, Joe.”
He nods. “Then make it. Sing for the ones still up here. Someone’s gotta play while Rome burns.”