Coup of '63

(Verse 1)
Yeah, it’s the coup of ’63, truth they won’t tell,
Dallas, Texas — that’s where the hammer fell.
JFK ridin’ clean, tryin’ to change the game,
Pullin’ troops from Nam, put the Fed to shame.

Wanted silver-backed bills, money of the people,
Shatter CIA, make the field all equal.
But the shadowy hand don’t play that plan,
They had LBJ waitin’ as the inside man.

(Chorus)
It’s the start of the New World Order,
Blood on the curb, shots cross the border.
Multiple shooters, bullet curves in the air,
They can take out a president — you think they care?

(Verse 2)
Conspiracy theorist — yeah, that’s the term they made,
To shut down truth when the facts won’t fade.
Back and to the left, frame-by-frame,
Zapruder film shows it ain’t no game.

Power to kill a leader in broad daylight,
With the cameras rollin’ and the crowd in sight.
One man patsy, lone gun they sell,
But it’s deeper than Oswald, you know damn well.

(Chorus)
It’s the start of the New World Order,
Blood on the curb, shots cross the border.
Multiple shooters, bullet curves in the air,
They can take out a president — you think they care?

(Bridge)
Since that day, man, the script’s been tight,
Elites in the shadows keep steering the fight.
Controlin’ the press, the wars, the bills,
And anyone talkin’ truth meets the same cold chills.

(Outro)
Coup of ’63, the people lost the key,
New World Order came silently.
From JFK to the wars we see,
It’s all one plan — you just gotta believe.