The politician kiss the baby, waving to the crowd He don't say nothin' new, he just likes speaking very loud The crowd's attention fades away, forgetting what he said And the coroner's report will say: Billy Carbone is dead The internet is buzzing 'bout the stars in Hollywood And doctors operating figure if they could, they should The children troll the streets at night but not a tear is shed For a body bag of sad remains, Billy Carbone is dead The TV lawyer cites the reasons you should sue the state He doesn't care for details he just hopes you take the bait The playground's empty, jails are full, it's time to go to bed And none of us will really care, Billy Carbone is dead Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh The mansion's built and now the feral cats don't have the home As ravens hover high above the new athletic dome Another oak tree hits the ground, the chainsaw's overfed But none of us will realize Billy Carbone is dead It seems a shame we have to deal with poverty and war And pick a man to dig a grave whose spade is a metaphor It's hard nowadays to give a damn for all the blood that's shed We'll come and go, and all I know is Billy Carbone is dead