The President's Dead

A Nation Shattered: The President's Demise Unveiled
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Lyrics

The president's dead, the radio said,

The announcement of the president's death on the radio.

Dear friends, is it not so horrible?

Expressing the horror and disbelief of the news.

A shot through my heart, like a knife right through bread,

A metaphorical description of the emotional impact, comparing it to a sharp, sudden pain.

The newspaper said the president's dead.

Confirmation of the president's death from a newspaper.


The sea doesn't dry and the sky isn't split,

Contrasting the stability of natural elements with the perceived wrongness of the situation.

But friends it just seems so wrong, don't it?

Expressing the feeling of wrongness in the current circumstances.

A shot from the crowd, and a shot in the head,

Describing the assassination with a crowd and a fatal shot to the head.

The president's lying on the tarmac dead.

The president's lifeless body on the runway.


He's lying face down with his black-dressed agents

Depicting the scene with security personnel and news coverage.

Guns drawn running around and the early Obit's

Black-dressed agents with drawn guns responding to the incident.

Say he was a good man, you can't argue with that

Initial obituaries praising the president as a good man.

Not today you can't, not now you can't.

Emphasizing the current moment as inappropriate for criticism.


In the media tent where they spin and they slant,

Reference to media manipulation and biased reporting.

They just foam the mouth and they chant at the bit,

Critique of sensationalism in media coverage.

Those bloodsuckers can wait until those vulture's cool in,

Suggesting a delay in judgment until the initial frenzy subsides.

The newscaster said, "The President's dead."

Reiteration of the news about the president's death.


Let's imagine the way, let's say 30 years in,

Pondering a future perspective on the current event.

How somebody will say, "What you were doing when...?"

Asking how people will remember this moment in the future.

On a beautiful day, I was waking up and

Personal recollection of the moment with the president's death.

I was lying in bed with my girlfriend

Setting the scene with waking up next to a partner.

And the eggs on the plate, and the bacon hissin'

Details of a typical morning with eggs and bacon.

And the coffee was great, there was spring on the wind.

Positive atmosphere with enjoyable coffee and the arrival of spring.


If you don't live through a day for the littlest things,

Emphasizing the importance of appreciating small, everyday things.

And the littlest ways made you feel you were blessed

Reflecting on the significance of small moments that make life feel blessed.

If you died right then, well you know you'd be missed,

Acknowledging the potential value of dying content and fulfilled.

But there's no better state to cease to exist

Expressing that there might be no better state than being content when life ends.

And you wouldn't feel sad, and you wouldn't resist

Suggesting acceptance and lack of sadness at the moment of death.

Cause you knew what you had, and were thankful for it

Being thankful for what one has, leading to a peaceful acceptance of death.


In your own little way, I'm a small quiet man

Personal description of a modest, quiet life without grand ambitions.

I've got no wars to win, I don't have a big plan

Emphasizing the absence of major life goals or conflicts.

But I love my new place, and I love my old friends

Expressing love for the current living situation and old friends.

And I scrimp and I save, and one day I'll have kids.

Expressing the desire to have children in the future.


I can truthfully say that my day was like that,

Reflecting on the content and satisfying nature of the day.

'Til the radio playing on the stand by the bed

Introducing the moment of disruption through a radio report.

Fired out this report and in 3 words they said,

The shocking revelation of the president's death in three words on the radio.

Like three shots to my head,

Impactful realization and emotional reaction to the news.

"The President's Dead."

Reiteration of the shocking news about the president's death.

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