Don't you hate it when a band just stands there on stage, barely moving, and going through the motions? We call this phenomenon the "dead fish," or "my ex-girlfriend."
I don't care if your heart's still beating and your brain's still working, if the President of the United States says you're dead, you're fucking dead.
If you're going to write a song about someone dying of cancer, at least make it a good one. Well, on the bright side, he probably won't be around long enough to hear it.
You know it's a sad state of affairs when people yearn for the return of scuzzy dive bars, pimps, and drug dealers to the neighborhood to scare away the yuppies.