And the winner is…

(Verse 1)
Spotlight’s on, the curtains rise,
Cue the tears, but none in their eyes.
Golden stage for a legacy fake,
Looks more like the Oscars than a funeral wake.

(Chorus)
And the winner is… best act of the year,
Cue the clapping, cue the crocodile tear.
While America yawns, flipping channels instead,
No one’s tuning in ‘cause nobody cared.

(Verse 2)
Glitter drapes where silence should fall,
A trophy shine in a funeral hall.
Pretend applause, rehearsed regret,
Like they’ll hand out a medal for “most upset.”

(Chorus)
And the winner is… best act of the year,
Cue the clapping, cue the crocodile tear.
While America yawns, flipping channels instead,
No one’s tuning in ‘cause nobody cared.

(Bridge)
Was it grief or a pageant? Hard to decide,
Stage lights brighter than the tears they tried.
A somber event in award-show clothes,
The kind of theater everyone knows.

(Final Chorus)
And the winner is… the farce we all saw,
A standing ovation with scripted awe.
History shrugs, flips past the spread,
No one’s watching ‘cause nobody cared.

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