Red Pill Messages In Songs


My favorite red pill song is this one from Lords of the New Church which is more relevant today than it ever was back in the 80s.

Video games train the kids for war
Army chic in high-fashion stores
Law and order's done their job
Prisons filled while the rich still rob

Assassination politics
Violence rules within' our nation's midst
Well ignorance is their power tool
You'll only know what they want you to know

The television cannot lie
Controlling media with smokescreen eyes
Nuclear politicians picture show
The acting's lousy but the blind don't know

Open your eyes
See the lies right in front of ya
Open your eyes

They scare us all with threats of war
So we forget just how bad things are
You taste the fear when you're all alone
They gonna git'cha when you're on your own

The silence of conspiracy
Slaughtered on the altar of apathy
You gotta wake up from your sleep
'Cause meek inherits earth six feet deep

Open your eyes see the lies right in front of ya
Open your eyes

andy dufresne

21st Digital Boy by Bad Religion

Cause I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to read, but I got a lot of toys
My Daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My Mommy's on Valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery, yeah

Pretty much anything else by them


Some songs are red pill in a meta way.

A song about a girl getting drunk and having casual sex, or an insipid beta love song to his oneitis crush could be seen as promoting the behaviour or criticising it, or just presenting our current society as it is without any commentary.


Prince's "Little Red Corvette" surprisingly is pretty red pill. The lyrics talk about the singer having a sexual encounter with an easy, trashy woman who happens to have hot outer appearance, and how the singer wants to "save" her from being so trashy. So Prince wrote a song about being a Captain-Save-a-H* and how being a hot, easy woman isn't a good thing.

Just goes to show you that you can get away with saying a lot of things if you put it in a tune people like.


Verse 1]
I guess I should've known by the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn't last

See, you're the kinda person that believes in makin' out once
Love 'em and leave 'em fast

I guess I must be dumb 'cuz you had a pocket full of horses
Trojan and some of them used

But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it all right
And you say - "What have I got to lose?"

And honey, I say Little Red Corvette
Baby, you're much too fast (Oh)

Little Red Corvette
You need a love that's gonna last

[Verse 2]
I guess I should've closed my eyes when you drove me to the place
Where your horses run free
'Cause I felt a little ill when I saw all the pictures
Of the jockeys that were there before me

Believe it or not, I started to worry
I wondered if I had enough class

But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it all right
And you say, "Baby, have you got enough gas?"
Oh yeah!

Little Red Corvette
Baby, you're much too fast
(Yes you are)
Little Red Corvette
You need to find a love that's gonna last
(Oh, oh)

[Verse 3]
A body like yours oughta be in jail
'Cause it's on the verge of bein' obscene
Move over, baby, gimme the keys
I'm gonna try to tame your little red love machine

Little Red Corvette
Baby, you're much too fast
Little Red Corvette
Need to find a love that's gonna last, hey hey

Little Red Corvette
Honey, you got to slow down (Got to slow down)
Little Red Corvette
'Cause if you don't, you're gonna run your little red Corvette right in the ground
(Little Red Corvette)
Right down to the ground (Honey, you got to slow down)
You, you, you got to slow down
(Little Red Corvette)
You're movin' much too fast, too fast
Need to find a love that's gonna last

Girl, you got an ass like I never seen, ow!
And the ride
I say the ride is so smooth, you must be a limousine

Baby, you're much too fast
Little Red Corvette
You need a love, you need a love that's, uh, that's gonna last
(Little Red Corvette)

Babe, you got to slow down (you got to slow down)
Little Red Corvette
'Cause if you don't, 'cause if you don't
You're gonna run your body right into the ground (Right into the ground)
Right into the ground (Right into the ground)
Right into the ground (Right into the ground)
"Desperado" by the Eagles has one lyric in the first stanza that always stood out when it comes to the red pill on women. "Don't you draw the Queen of Diamonds boy she'll beat you if she's able.. you know the Queen of Hearts is always your best bet" How many of us have wasted time chasing after the "hot girl" in this case the Queen of Diamonds and in the end she takes her pound of flesh from your soul. At the same time we passed on the chaste cute girl with little make up (Queen of Hearts) just to go after our lustful desires.


Sometimes folk songs are very red pilled. This is one of my favorites:
Elment a madárka - The little bird flew away

Quick translation:

"The little bird flew away. Its cage is empty.
It messaged that it will return for spring.
If it does not arrive at spring then it will return when the wheat becomes ripe.
If it still does not come back then I let you know: it will never return."

"My little bird, I will have made you a cage made of diamonds.
I will have made you a floor made of silver.
My dear, I give you fine buns to eat.
Fine buns to eat, muscat wine to drink."

"I am not used to live in cage.
I am not used to walk on floor.
I am not used to eat fine buns.
I am not used to drink muscat wine.

I am only used to walk in the green woods.
Walk in the green woods, eat pine nuts,
eat pine nuts, drink the dew pearls
(the pearls of water on the petal of flowers)"

Beautiful! It is worth to listen even if you don't understand the lyrics.

(In Hungarian the third person pronoun does not have a gender. We refer to everything with a pronoun that assumes that the third person is a human (or an animal that is close to the people. non-human third person things and animals that are not part of the family: we call them 'it') but we do not state its gender. So it can not be closely translated into English. I used it because you have to listen it twice to recognize that the little bird is a woman. Especially that it is a recording on an album for kids - as you can see on the album cover.)

The whole album is centered around a tale of a young man called Furulyás Palkó. (Paul who playes the flute.) It is a standard folk tale where the hero has to struggle to at last win the young woman and naturally a kingdom as well. In this tale the assignment is to bring the little mischievous sheep of the princess to graze and then bring them back without loosing them. I can't be sure but I would bet that this is an analogy of controlling the nature of the woman.


"They are a secret network of international pirates
Who identify with no nation, no national flag
And no established religion
Their flag is the skull and cross bones
And their God, G.O.D. spells Gold, Oil, and Drugs."

(Prodigy talking)
One, two, aiight
Yeah, that's right, uh-huh
Uh, uh

Live from the belly, they got me behind the fence
I run shit from the inside of the fucking President
Of the Infamous Gang - get whiff from my stank
I got that iky-iky cotton picky shit that have you dazed
I'm a quadruple O.G., a O so call me
The reincarnation of the Pharaoh with an Olde E
The barrel full of hot lead; shoot a pot head
Talking that shit about Hip-Hop dead
Nah it's alive behind the gate; permanent smiley face
Any nigga stunting on the God; nah you outta place
I beat a lot of cases had to take an L
I see you in a hot sec', yep hold it down

Money's worthless, real power is people
Real strength is in the streets where everybody's equal
Fuck jewelry, fuck rims; let's spend on our protection
Get armor, get cameras, get wit' it lil nigga this man's shit
Real power is people
Real strength is in the streets where everybody's equal

This is live from behind the wall
Sitting, starring at the wall
I'm fit to pop out this bitch like a newborn
I'm fit to cut out all the smoking and the drinking
The wine and the spirits is evil where you take it baby
So I'm telling the truth, you live it then you see it
You breathe it then you be it
I'll tell you a lil secret
It's a secret government that worship an owl
They practice witchcraft to harness their power
Pedophile rape lil kids for energy
The Satanic rituals; W.T.C. (R.I.P.)
They let the Pentagon on fire
That's lightening the pentagram on fire
All these bodies for what?
So you could scare everybody into one world huh?
All my grime's is on deck
So if you ain't come for war then run


I agree. Before my Red Pill awakening I liked blues very much. Then through the red pill lens most of them are totally beta. So much that for a long time it hurt me to listen my old favorites. Now I can listen them again because I can take them as a joke.
I guess that most of the musicians who played those ultra-blue pill betadom songs lived a very different life...

A few titles from my mind:
Robben Ford - Chevrolet (Studio Version) (this is interesting because the lyrics is beta but the music is not beta in my perception)
Living Blues - Blue Breeze : very beta lyrics very beta mood of the music. It is beautiful though.
Keb Mo - Shave Yo' Legs : ultra beta lyrics. I can't help but I still like his music.

The list is endless but I will stop here.
"Gold Digger" by Kanye and Jamie Foxx. A classic.

Content warning: foul language

"I know somebody payin' child support for one of his kids
His baby mama car and crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV any given Sunday
Win the Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was supposed to buy your shorty Tyco with your money
She went to the doctor, got lipo with your money"


From 2013

“They always start with a kind of storm, you know, a powerful storm. And there's always this dark, thick rain, like fresh motor oil…The storm started and something happened. His face, his eyes were different”

“By the time they tried to evacuate the city it was already too late. The infection is everywhere”


The Virus is harvesting
What do you mean H7N3?
Begin life in a lab in the first war of vaccines
Million die in the first week in the pandemic dreams
Reality, black death, smallpox, mutated disease
Flu-shot propaganda for all population and troops
Avoid the plague, it might have seeped into the room
It's now airborne with firestorm
Signal our doom
The dead returns with a pissed off zombie mood
The sprinkler system equipped with AuAg
Where they round up survivors? In a cold facility
Watch the process of terror from the hill near the stream
I remain in a gasmask
I still filter my water clean
This isn't past tense or the plague of Athens
Couldn't be eradicated like smallpox in action
Avian influenza in the jetstream is how it happens
2020 combined with CoronaVirus, bodies stacking


“The world is now at the start of the influenza pandemic”
“The State is rioting, using the street outside. It’s coming to your windows”
“Sequence the virus and determine its origin”
“It was a virus”
“Something in the blood”
“A virus which should be engineered at a genetic level to be helpful rather than harmful”


“This is sick like disease and can't be cured”
“Few that remain that became stained with the bloodshed”
“When the smoke screen fades”
“Death disease”
“You feel a burning sensation”
“Nothing remains”


You have to act fast
Grab your gas mask
Bad disaster has passed
Anarchy, cataclysm
Stand guard please
Blast your big guns
Havoc's begun
Viral outbreak
Tragic things done
Crowds renounce faith
Atrocious horror witnessed
Broke the hopes of optimistic
Scope is post-apocalyptic
Lone is harsh and vicious, gross and darker
Throwing darts blow apart the wicked
Foes know I'm sadistic
Cold, my aura is sick
Soldiers start resistance
Enemy troops in NBC suits
We shoot, then we regroup
Conquer weak with armed fleet
Bomb the streets with Dr. Creep


“The scientific criteria for an influenza pandemic have been met”
“You need a doctor to tell you that”
“This virus is human”
“Radio stopped broadcasting. There were reports of infection in Paris and New York”
“The army blockades were overrun”
“What scientists know about this newer strain…”
“Decided to raise the level of influenza pandemic alert”


Megadeth on politics & economics.
Year: 2007
Those familiar with the book of Revelation, will associate it.

The quiet war has begun with silent weapons
And the new slavery is to keep the people
Poor and stupid; "Novus Ordo Seclorum"
How can there be any logic in biological war?
We all know this is wrong, but the New World Order's
Beating down the door
Oh, something needs to be done
There was a king (an evil king), who dreamt the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery no prophet could interpret
Of seven years of famine; the wolf is at my door
As predicted years ago: that that was, that is, that is no more
The word predicts the future and tells the truth about the past
Of how the world leaders will hail the new Pharaoh
The eighth false king to the throne
Washington is next!
Disengage their minds, sabotage their health
Promote sex, and war, and violence in the kindergartens
Blame the parents and teachers; it's their fault; "Annuit Coeptis"
Attack the church dynamic, attack the family
Keep the public undisciplined till nothing left is sacred, and
The "have-nots" get hooked and have to go to the "haves" just to cop a fix
I am the king (an evil king), who dreams the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery, nobody could interpret
Of seven empires falling; the wolf is at my door
As predicted years ago: that that was, that is, that is no more
The word predicts my future and tells the truth about my past
Of how the world's leaders are waiting to usher in
The eighth world power of modern Rome
Washington is next!
There was a king (an evil king), who dreamt the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery, no prophet could interpret
Of seven empires falling; the wolf is at my door
As predicted years ago: that that was, that is, that is no more
I am a king, and I dream the wildest dreams
And nobody could interpret
Seven empires falling; the wolf is at my door
Oh, that that was, that is, that is no more
There's something at my door, some ancient mystery
The future tells the truth about the past
And I'm the eighth false king to the throne
I've got you in my cross hairs; now, ain't that a bitch?
Washington, you're next!
Bob Dylan's "Foot Of Pride"

Very topical lyrics... the especially chilling parts bolded below:

Like the lion tears the flesh off of a man
So can a woman who passes herself off as a male

They sang “Danny Boy” at his funeral and the Lord’s Prayer
Preacher talking ’bout Christ's betrayal

It’s like the earth just opened and swallowed him up
He reached too high, was thrown back to the ground
You know what they say about being nice to the right people on the way up
Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin’ down

Yeah, there ain’t no goin’ back
When your foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ back

Hear ya got a brother named James, don’t forget faces or names
Sunken cheeks and his blood is mixed
He looked straight into the sun and say 'revenge is mine, hun'
But he drinks, and drinks can be fixed

Sing me one more song about ya love me to the morning, stranger

And your fall-by-the sword love affair with Errol Flynn
In these times of compassion when conformity’s in fashion

Say one more stupid thing to me before the final nail is driven in

Well, there ain’t no goin’ back
When that foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ back

There’s a retired businessman named Red
Cast down from heaven and he’s out of his head
He feeds off of everyone that he can touch
He said he only deals in cash or sells tickets to a plane crash
Not somebody that you play around with much

Miss Delilah is his, a Philistine is what she is

She’ll do wondrous works with your fate,
feed you coconut bread, spice buns in bed

If you don’t mind sleepin’ with your head face down in a plate

Well, there ain’t no goin’ back
When that foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ back

Well, they’ll choose a man for you to meet tonight
You’ll play the fool and learn how to walk through doors
How to enter into the gates of paradise, no
How to carry a burden too heavy to be yours

Yeah, from the stage they’ll be tryin’ to get water outta rocks

A whore will pass the hat, collect a hundred grand and say thanks
They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in

Sing “Amazing Grace” all the way to the Swiss banks

Well, there ain’t no goin’ back
When that foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ back

They got some beautiful people out there, man
They can be a terror to your mind and show you how to hold your tongue
They got mystery written all over their forehead
They kill babies in the crib and say only the good die young

They don’t believe in mercy
Judgement on them is something that you’ll never see
They can exalt you up or bring you down bankrupt
Turn you into anything that they want you to be

Well, there ain’t no goin’ back
When your foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ back

Yes, I guess I loved him too
I can still see him in my mind climbin’ that hill
Did he make it to the top, well he probably did and dropped
Struck down by the strength of the will

Ain’t nothin’ left here partner
Just the dust of a plague that has left this whole town afraid

From now on, this’ll be where you’re from
Let the dead bury the dead. Your time will come

Let hot iron blow as you raise the shade

Well, there ain’t no goin’ back
When your foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ back
Eagle's "Hotel California" is pretty based.

This thread reminded me of Michael Jackson's "They Don't Care About Us". Ironically, the song on YouTube has many typical half-witted posts that are in support of George Floyd, but if you look at the lyrics... it's not really about caucasians... There's also a clip that can be found of Jackson saying something... pretty redpilled, and he was against murdering children in the womb. Franssen said that his death was suspicious on a video he made about Kanye a couple months ago.