Weapon-Free Insurrection Blues: A Musical Guide to Historical Gaslighting
Where Reality Is Optional and Every Coup Attempt Comes with a Rainbow
Welcome to America's newest musical sensation, where we turn violent insurrection into a Disney Channel original! Because why face harsh realities when you can jazz-hands your way through a coup attempt?

Remember, y’all, it wasn't an insurrection - it was an impromptu patriotic dance party where some windows spontaneously decided to relocate! And those zip ties? Simply fashion accessories for the fashion-forward fascist!
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Part of the WAG TEAM's "Democracy Dies in Double Standards" Collection, featuring hits like "Tokens Always Get Spent" and "The Sunshine State Strip-Down"
Warning: Side effects may include cognitive dissonance, spontaneous reality denial, and an irresistible urge to refer to bear spray as "spicy hugs."
Weapon-Free Insurrection Blues
They stormed the gates with hugs and high-fives,
Not a single zip tie in sight, oh my!
With pitchforks of kindness and bear spray of love,
They spread democracy like angels above.
No guns, no harm, just a friendly parade,
Carrying banners of peace as the windows gave way.
“Weapon-free” never looked so fierce,
When freedom’s defined by the lies you rehearse.
Oh, they marched on in with flowers and songs,
And gallows for show—not that anything’s wrong.
The Capitol police? They just played along,
To the soundtrack of treason, a patriot’s song.
No firearms, just flags, no force, just “faith,”
Just a buffalo hat and a righteous embrace.
Oh, history’s written by the ones who deceive,
When the facts are a burden, what do you believe?
So raise your Kool-Aid, let’s toast to the truth,
That rewriting the story’s the ultimate coup.
Call it freedom, call it just,
While democracy crumbles to ashes and dust.
So here’s to the unarmed—armed only with rage,
And to peaceful protests that break every cage.
The blues may be bitter, but the truth’s even worse,
When reality’s rewritten, we all share the curse.