Savage, scary stuff. "A Few Words ..." is Randy on foreign policy, this is domestic. The former was a countrified shuffle, appropriate for depicting the deterioration of America's cowboy swagger, this is a pounding nightmare, appropriate for depicting the seething resentment and fears of societal breakdown occasioned by America's increasing class stratification. Everything here is too loud or too quiet. What seems like bouncy and upbeat is off just enough to end up chaotic and disorienting. Randy's got two topics here: (i) the seething resentment and fear of societal breakdown arising from contemporary American class stratification, and (ii) popular musicians (and, by extension, pop culture in general) selling people an idealized image of American society--an image in which the simple, authentic little people are the REAL winners--to calm their worries about inequality. He's worried that pop culture can't keep selling that sham image forever; he's right to be worried.