Leafiara (prime)/Melodies/And the Promises Keep Rolling In

And the promises keep rolling in with every week
Eli's noble dreams will give you all you seek
Now, some may feel that he should
Back claims up sooner than later
But that's not the point, my friends

As his promises roll in, don't ask him when or how
The paradise he'll build makes up for the wars of now
You should know that hundreds dead are just the price of progress
Never been a man like Baron Elidal from Darkstone

Would you like to never face another danger?
Live in perfect safety, he'll be your arranger
Eli and his lofty goals can make your wishes come true

Here's all you have to do, my friends:
Pledge your trust in his name and his crown and his noble ambition
Stand behind him in devotion and pursuit of his grandiose vision
He will save your way of life in a millennium or two
Name me anyone who cares like Elidal from Darkstone

And his promises keep rolling out, no hesitation
To each race, to each culture, Eli vows without cessation
Now, cynics say conflicting views ensure he can't be everyone's hero
But that's not the point, my friends

When the promises keep rolling out, you don't keep track
Say what they wish to hear, tell them don't look back
Logistics only slow things down, details get in the way
Never been a baron beloved as Elidal from Darkstone

When the promises keep rolling out, you don't keep track
Say what they wish to hear, tell them don't look back
Logistics only slow things down, details get in the way
Never been a baron beloved as Elidal from Darkstone

Context:

If Leafi had won the mayoral election in 5118, I was ready to parody a different song from Evita: "High Flying Adored," because of the line "a shame you did it all at twenty-six." (Which she would have turned six months later.) The thought never fully left my mind, so years later I thought about adapting it for Elidal. I ran into trouble, though; as the story of a young and beloved figure likely to face a hard crash in the future, the song largely worked as it was and didn't need me to touch it.

This was the second Evita song that came to mind since the line "when the money keeps rolling in, you don't ask how" was so ripe. Elidal's full of endless vague promises about the future and deflections about good work never being finished, but rarely if ever explains what he brings to the table. With all that said, after writing the lyrics, I decided against ever presenting this as an IC writing of Leafi's. It's too harsh in tone to come from her; she'll almost always soften her strongest criticism with some kind of playfulness or levity, not just a scathing barrage.