[Spoken Verse | Dry, Charming Male Baritone] Right. Everyone seated? Mr. President, that’s a blockade, not a welcome committee. Prime Minister, please stop calling it a “temporary invasion.” Your Excellency… yes, I saw the seating chart. Can we please begin? [Distorted Guitar Riff] [Verse 1 | Confident, Rhythmic Hard Rock] Six delegations, one long night, Every single one convinced they’re right. He wants the port, she needs the grain, Both have a history of pain. Mr. President, a lovely speech - Your warships are still in firing reach. Prime Minister, you can have the floor - No, that does not include their shore! [Pre-Chorus | Building Tension] One says “justice,” one says “trade,” Two different words for “I’m afraid.” I count the risks, revise the plan, Then smile and say, “I understand.” [Chorus | Explosive Melodic Hard Rock] For the love of peace, just hear me out! No one is safer when you shout! Keep your pride, but count the cost, No border’s worth a life that’s lost! I’ll stay and talk the whole night long - WHY CAN’T YOU ALL JUST GET ALONG?! [Short Guitar Break] [Verse 2 | Rapid-Fire Rhythmic Delivery] If I say “withdraw,” he hears “defeat,” If I say “ceasefire,” she hears “retreat.” So call it “reposition,” set the date, Send neutral eyes to watch the gate. Split the tolls, reopen the bay, Let both sides save face and walk away. Give him a safeguard, give her a vote, Both get a say in the deal that I wrote! Your Excellency, with respect, Your “gift” has guns! What did you expect? Mr. Chairman, I decline - You cannot trademark a border line! [Pre-Chorus | Rising Frustration] One wrong word, the ships take flight, And someone’s home is gone tonight. So I don’t pick who gets the blame, I keep them talking all the same! [Chorus | More Aggressive, Exasperated] For the love of peace, just hear me out! No one is safer when you shout! Keep your pride, but count the cost, No border’s worth a life that’s lost! I’ve been explaining this all night long - WHY CAN’T YOU ALL JUST GET ALONG?! [Instrumental Break | Heavy Guitar and Drums] [Verse 3 | Fast, Witty, Increasingly Frantic] Mr. President, your point is made! No, that does not justify a raid! Prime Minister, I hear you clear - Your army doesn’t need to be here! Your Excellency, I must insist, Peace shouldn’t come with a target list! Mr. Chairman, let’s proceed - You signed the terms you won’t even read! Another clause, another vote, Another threat in a diplomatic note. I fix the wording, change the date, And somehow I’m the one who’s late! [Pre-Chorus | Stop-Time Accents] Three peace plans, four demands, Five new maps of disputed lands! Six more calls, seven new claims - And now we’re playing the same old games! [Bridge | Stripped-Back Piano, Exhausted Male Vocal] At four fifteen, the press is gone, My coffee’s cold, the lights stay on. They call me patient, calm and wise, They haven’t seen these sleepless eyes. It’s not their shouting wearing me thin, It’s knowing what they’re holding in. I hear the fear in every plea, And hope there’s someone hearing me. [Bridge | Gradually Building Resolve] There’s someone waiting for each one, A partner, daughter, father, son. And if it takes another day, I’ll take my seat and choose to stay. [Soaring Lead Guitar Solo | Building to Final Chorus] [Final Chorus | Triumphant, Powerful, Relieved] For the love of peace, we found a way! No one got it all, but no one walked away! You kept your pride, put war aside, No child has to run and hide! I’ve been saying it all night long - SEE?! YOU CAN ALL GET ALONG! [Outro | Spoken Male Voice, Guitar Fading] Mr. President, congratulations. Prime Minister, excellent work. Your Excellency, it was a pleasure. Mr. Chairman… yes, the coffee was mine. [Brief Silence] Another emergency summit? [Sudden Distorted Guitar Hit] You’ve GOT to be kidding me. [End]
