Dedicated to Renee Nicole Macklin Good, the mother of three shot dead by a federal agent during an ICE protest in Minnesota this past January, the track is a scathing indictment of a nation at war with its own conscience.
Bono sheds his usual diplomat persona for a delivery that drips with venom, directly confronting the media narrative that labeled a peaceful protestor a "domestic terrorist."
Over a bed of distorted guitars and siren-like electronics, the band channels the raw fury of their post-punk roots, transforming a local tragedy into a global headline about the cost of dissent.
Beyond the specific tragedy of Renee Good, the song serves as a grim diagnosis of the American condition in 2026.
The lyrics paint a portrait of a fractured superpower where "born to die free" has become a literal death sentence for those who dare to stand on the frontlines of civil rights.
It is a lament for a country that seems to be writing its own obituary one bullet at a time. As the opening statement of the record, it sets a dark, uncompromising tone: there is no "hiding in the shelter" here, only the cold, hard ash of reality.
'American Obituary' song lyrics by U2
You have the right to remain silent…
or not…
God above a mother’s love
A guiding hand to pick you up
To crush her like a coffee cup
Why?
Crossing guard or yellow bus
Our children teach us who to trust
The worst can’t kill what’s best in us
But they can try
America will rise
Against the people of the lie
I love you more
Than hate loves war
I love you more
Than hate loves war
(War, war)
We love you more than hate loves war
Renee Good born to die free
American mother of three
Seventh day January
A bullet for each child, you see
The colour of her eye
930 Minneapolis
To desecrate domestic bliss
Three bullets blast, three babies kissed
Renee the domestic terrorist???!
What you can’t kill can’t die
America will rise
Against the people of the lie
I love you more
Than hate loves war
I love you more
Than hate loves war
(War, war)
We love you more than hate loves war
I am not made at you, Lord
You’re the reason I was there
Could you stop a heart from breaking
By having it not care?
Could you stop a bullet in midair?
She says…
The power of the people is so much stronger than the
people in power
The power of the people is so much stronger than the people in power
The power of the people is so much stronger than the people in power
In the streets with children playing
In the churches where they’re praying
School teachers are explaining
America, America
The power of the people!
We love you more (we say, we say) than hate loves war
I love you more (i say, I say) than hate loves war.
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