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Zuckerdaddy
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Zuckerdaddy was released on September 19, 2025 by Parallel Tribes as a part of the album At The End Of Everything
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Release DateSeptember 19, 2025
LabelParallel Tribes
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rain McMey
Rain McMey
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Skidmore
Ryan Skidmore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Skidmore
Ryan Skidmore
Producer

Lyrics

Hey Zuckerdaddy
So kind of you to have me here
Stuck in your doomscrolling, data-mining mindfuck
I've got to have it
I'm generation addict
Not to coke or whiskey
Just some boring fucking habit
That you gave us
You cooked us up and made us
And we thanked you Zuckerdaddy
With your billions and billions and billions
You betrayed us
But we're still your simps and betas
'Cause a little bit
We're all still fucking hoping that you'll save us
Fun!
Bones, bones, skin and bones
Skip to the beat of the reaper drones that found you
Nanananana, Na na na, na na na na na
Phones, phones, virtual homes
And the beeps of the future all around you
Nanananana, Na na na, na na na na na
Hate to break it to you, guys
But I think we might be fucked
The last 25 have sucked
And it's not getting better
If anyone survives
Well, I bet they write the history
Of the crisis of 2000 to twenty... whatever
Everyone's furious
No riots though
That's curious
It's like they're getting better at sedating us
Hmm
Could learn a lesson from the French
Take the top off every Sir except for Paul
And every Dame except for Judi Dench
But it wouldn't help though
Michael Caine is not a tech bro
And if we're point fingers
Point at Zuck and Musk and Bezos
And ivory towers in Silicon Valley
Where the corporates come
To buy your bedtime stories from your Zuckerdaddy
Bones, bones, skin and bones
Skip to the beat of the reaper drones that found you
Nanananana, Na na na, na na na na na
Phones, phones, virtual homes
And the beeps of the future all around you
Nanananana, Na na na, na na na na na
In fragments of a dying light
And memories of a better time
Our curtain call, our last goodbye
We'll post online
Bones, bones, skin and bones
Skip to the beat of the reaper drones that found you
Nanananana, Na na na, na na na na na
Phones, phones, virtual homes
And the beeps of the future all around you
Nanananana, Na na na, na na na na na
Written by: Ryan Skidmore
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