The Dystopian Quiz Song

[Verse 1]
Hey there, slippery soul, come take a ride,
Take that quiz, while dystopias collide.
Is your world a circus, a bullcrap trap?
Or a bureaucratic maze where's the map?

[Chorus]
BananaSutra Circus, let's find your fate,
In the Pentagon of Fears, don't be late.
No emails needed, just your mind,
Literary treasures you will find.

[Verse 2]
Orwell's watching, Big Brother's near,
Huxley's pleasures, too sweet to fear.
Bradbury's books, up in flames,
Ballard's desires, playing games.
Kafka's trials, endless and gray,
Which path are you on today?

[Bridge]
Ten questions, absurdly profound,
In this quiz, your truth is found.
No bait, no catch, just pure delight,
In stories that come to light.

[Outro]
So dance the BananaSutra Circus tune,
Under the dystopian quiz moon.
Embrace the questions, let them flow,
Discover the truths you didn't know.

[end]