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