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The Rotten Few reflects on the idea that most people in the world try to live with kindness, honesty, and compassion. Many work hard, help others, and hope for peace in their communities.

However, The Rotten Few points out that even when the majority are good, a small number of cruel and power hungry individuals can cause enormous damage. These few people can manipulate systems, control power, and influence the direction of entire societies.

Through its lyrics, The Rotten Few questions why the goodness of many is often overshadowed by the actions of a small group who pursue power, greed, and domination. The song becomes a reflection on how a handful of corrupt leaders or destructive figures can shape the fate of countless innocent lives.

Good hearts fill this world…
But it don’t change a thing

Jesus, I’ve known gentle souls
Quiet men with honest goals
Mothers giving their last crumb away
Workers breaking their backs each day
Most folks bend before they break
Most folks do right for goodness’ sake
But it only takes a rotten few
To stain the whole world black and blue

I’ve seen kind men pushed aside
Crushed beneath another’s pride
While wolves in suits with polished lies
Pull the strings and blind our eyes
A thousand good hands try to build
While one cruel mind gets its will fulfilled
And all that kindness turns to dust
When power rests in men you can’t trust

Some say humanity will rise
But I’ve seen truth with my own eyes
The many don’t lead, they just endure
Hoping the wicked won’t strike for sure
But wicked hearts don’t fear the fall
They drag the world down with them all
While gentle people stand and pray
Hoping evil might look away

Most people are good, Lord
But it ain’t enough
A handful of monsters
Make the whole world rough
Most people want peace
But peace won’t stay
Not while a few twisted souls
Pull the world their way

I’ve watched villages turn to ash
Because one man wanted power and cash
I’ve watched crowds bow to a tyrant’s voice
Not from belief but from lack of choice
The quiet hearts get drowned by thunder
Goodness breaks, kingdoms go under
All because a wicked few
Do what good men could never do

Most people are kind, Lord
I won’t deny
But kindness don’t matter
When the cruel decide
Most people hold steady
But truth stays grim
A small circle of darkness
Keeps dragging us in

Good hearts are many…
But they don’t run the show
A handful of dark souls
Still decide where we go