The Last Billionaire

b/w Hey Mona Lisa

How many billionaires is too many? An exercise in reductio ad absurdum, also known as "running an idea into the ground to make a point." Features acoustic and slide guitars, bass, and drums.

Hey Mona Lisa is the flip side and suggests that maybe two deeply flawed people can, together, be perfect...affirmed by a gradually growing wandering band with accordions and guitars.

Released 3/25/2025
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Featured on The Weapon and The Shield, Vol. 1

Compilation album

Featured alongside Kiffie, Black Doldrums, Mike Five, Bedlam Furnaces, Sockpuppet, Sick Robot, and more.

All proceeds benefit human rights organizations. 
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The Last Billionaire

6/9/2024
Russ Somers

The last billionaire sits and stares up at the sky
With a gesture he launches a rocket and watches it fly

Will it ever come back down to Earth?
Only if it impacts his net worth

Cuz the last billionaire does whatever he likes

The last billionaire’s got nothing but time on his hands
If minutes are millions, a second is seventy grand

If there’s no one left to share it with
Do you think he feels loneliness

Cuz the last billionaire is the last of his kind


Just a little boy always wanted more
Black hole appetite in a candy store
Couldn’t get enough, never satisfied
Burned the whole damned world and felt justified

The last billionaire’s robots bring PJs for bed
A glass of warm milk and a pillow to lay down his head

And he’ll sleep like a babe all alone
Then awake up to a world all his own

For the last billionaire every day is the best
When you’re the last billionaire you don’t have to care ‘bout the rest
The last billionaire is the last of his kind
And the last billionaire thinks he’s doing just fine

© 2025 Russ Somers

Hey, Mona Lisa

Russ Somers

Darwin said I’ll be a monkey’s uncle
Joan of Arc was burning from within
They met each other in the streets
And said let’s get between the sheets
And pay the minimum wages of our sins

Hey Mona Lisa
Give us a smile
Don’t let it tear you down
When you run off to join the circus
You’ve gotta learn to laugh at the clowns

Darwin spent a couple years in prison
It seems he rearranged Picasso’s face
Although they let him out in time
He kept that jail cell in his mind
And carried it with him from place to place

Hey Mona Lisa
Give us a smile
Don’t let it tear you down
When you run off to join the circus
You’ve gotta learn to laugh at the clowns

You gotta laugh at the crazy things they do
You gotta laugh, and know they’re laughing back at you

They didn’t quite live happy ever after
Or break up in some palimony scene
Their love was far from perfect
But perfection’s just an abstract
Most of us live somewhere in between

Hey Mona Lisa
Give us a smile
Don’t let it tear you down
When you run off to join the circus
You’ve gotta learn to laugh at the clowns

 

© 2025 Russ Somers