They rewrote history to make you a hero With hardly a failing or a flaw Was each eulogy a battle cry to help us win the war Or a bribe when you hit the other side to bend God's earthly laws?
They photographed your flag draped coffin Without anxiety or pause The cowboy actor president Exalted for the cause
It was hard to swallow Thatcher's piety Or Bush Senior's unctuous drivel So much slobber between commercials So compulsory and civil
Redemption in America, the shining city on a hill The just, the good, the righteous inspired by your will A national day of mourning, all the federal offices closed For the simulcasted propaganda veneration overdose A fabulous fiction to chase away the blues In this age of conformity banality rules