[Country Ballad, Twangy Acoustic Guitar, Mournful Fiddle Intro, Gravelly Male Vocals, Slow Tempo 70 BPM] [Verse 1, Steel Guitar Weeps, Building Sadness] Down in the dust of that promised land, Bombs rain like tears from a broken hand. Netanyahu's callin' the shots, boys, IDF rollin' tanks through the streets of joy. They strap kids to drones, call 'em shields in the night, Burn homes to ash, no wrong, no right. Human shields walkin' into the fire, While soldiers film laughs on their funeral pyre. [Chorus, Full Band Swells, Harmonica Wail, Echoing Backing Vocals] Oh, Uncle Sam, why you sendin' the gold? Twenty billion bucks for the stories untold. Tax dollars droppin' like bombs on the brave, Forty thousand souls in a Gaza grave. Genocide's dancin' on aid lines they guard, Firin' on the hungry, call it keepin' 'em starved. This ain't freedom's ring, it's a funeral bell— Fundin' the murder, sendin' our kids straight to hell. [Verse 2, Sparse Banjo Plucks, Tense Build] Hospitals flattened, schools turned to dust, Journalists silenced, their voices a must. Netanyahu's warrant for crimes 'gainst the kin, But Washington's check clears again and again. Aid sites rigged like traps in the sand, Yankee contractors with guns in hand, Shootin' the starvin', cheerin' the fall, Our money's the bullet that kills 'em all. [Bridge, Fiddle Solo, Drums Kick In Softly, Vocal Crack] From Al-Ahli's blaze to the blockade's cruel chain, We've built this beast, now it's eatin' the plain. No more blind eyes to the live-streamed sin, Time to cut the cord, let the healin' begin. [Chorus, Explosive Crescendo, Gospel Choir Backing, Thunderous Percussion] Oh, Uncle Sam, why you sendin' the gold? Twenty billion bucks for the stories untold. Tax dollars droppin' like bombs on the brave, Forty thousand souls in a Gaza grave. Genocide's dancin' on aid lines they guard, Firin' on the hungry, call it keepin' 'em starved. This ain't freedom's ring, it's a funeral bell— Fundin' the murder, sendin' our kids straight to hell. [Outro, Fade with Lone Acoustic Strum, Distant Siren SFX, Whispered Fade] Fundin' the murder... straight to hell. [End with Echoing Fiddle, Soft Rain SFX for Gaza Tears]
