[Verse 1] Trump rolled out the welcome mat on Pennsylvania's lawn Winter Olympians and Paralympians at the crack of dawn Gold and silver, all that grit paraded through the gate While thirty million dollars bled out from the Freedom 250 fete TKO called it a roaring win, the ledgers said otherwise A deficit dressed up in bunting underneath the open skies [Chorus] Read the wires, feel the static Something's lost in the transmission Every headline contradictory Every spin a new omission August seventh, here's the scorecard True or framed, you be the judge Read the wires, feel the static Nothing's clean, nothing's smudged [Verse 2] The White House drafting vaccine orders, autism in the clause Despite the pollsters waving red flags, cautioning and pause GOP whispering among themselves, a word — pusillanimous — Meaning gutless, lacking nerve, too timid and ignominious They fear the White House can't articulate the voters' dread Iran is simmering, gas prices gnawing, nothing's being said [Chorus] Read the wires, feel the static Something's lost in the transmission Every headline contradictory Every spin a new omission August seventh, here's the scorecard True or framed, you be the judge Read the wires, feel the static Nothing's clean, nothing's smudged [Bridge] Pew Research pulled the numbers, approval ratings sagging low Historical standards say the floor is further down below Israeli strikes are complicating any peace the White House drew Catholic leaders calling prayers while diplomats push through The day before, the signing table, ink still barely dry Every action leaves a contrail scratched across the sky [Verse 3] Heather Cox Richardson writing letters, tracing every thread Connecting yesterday's decisions to the things that lie ahead The contradictions stack like cordwood, hypnagogic and strange A roaring success with thirty million lost across the range The ceremony and the deficit, the hope and the malaise It's the texture of a Tuesday in these vertiginous days [Verse 4] The markets read the tariff news and shuddered, caught their breath Trade partners running calculations, hedging against death The middle class is doing math at kitchen tables, late Subtracting what the rhetoric put back onto their plate Meanwhile medals hang around the necks of those who bled and trained While the ones who count the money count what's lost and what remained [Chorus] Read the wires, feel the static Something's lost in the transmission Every headline contradictory Every spin a new omission August seventh, here's the scorecard True or framed, you be the judge Read the wires, feel the static Nothing's clean, nothing's smudged [Outro] August seventh, twenty-twenty-six, the static never clears Read the wires, note the tension, file it with your peers
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