Pretty Litte Foot

Oh who's gonna shoe yr pretty little foot Kendall Jenner
Will it be Kanye in the closet with some KY jelly?
Or one of your 100 million followers in the hot flashbulbs of a Hollywood night?
Looks like the autoerotic American ethos run wild
You see...

Nobody knows the old verses anymore
It's all slickdick bars mixed into the hitmaking matrix
Robot DJs run cell block number 9
And nobody knows how to sing a song anymore
No one knows how to moan anymore
Not one child has been left behind to mourn

Oh who's gonna shoe yr pretty little foot?
Who's gonna take your naked selfie on the slab you pretty little egomaniac?
Oh how I pity you down there in your perfection pit
And oh how I weep for myself
Creeping 69 million perfect people
But only 5 measly followers of my own
And each one a Russian bot exploiting my unpatched vulnerabilities

Oh who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot America
Sticking out of that shallow grave like a nuclear warhead
Will it be you Woody Guthrie?
You at least from beyond the grave?
I know you're online
Won't you reach out and click on that great follow button in the sky, Woody? After all

This land is your land or it was
After we stole it, before sold it
Come on Woody, follow me from your anarchist afterlife
I see Emma Goldman up there
sipping champagne in a bubble bath of beheaded billionaires
Undead and unburied for death is too good
Death is too good
For the death brokers

And yet still the fascists fail to fall
Somehow 45 stays afloat on his golden throne
A bloodsucker giving birth to monsters
So I tear at my saxophone with my teeth
Cut my lips on its sharp steel
And bleed onto my iPhone

Hot tears fall on its cracked surface
As I post my hot mess of misery to the 'Gram
Where inexplicably it goes viral
Triggering 69 million copycat posts
Polluting streams of branded being with transcendent meaning
Listen my dears – this is the only selfie you will ever need:

Your own tears
Mixed with your own blood
And your own cry piercing your own bleeding heart
Ringing out your own true songs of resistance and love
Down through all the aching ages of time
Oh who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot?
Oh who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot?
Oh who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot?
I'll tell ya
You are
That's right you are
You're going put your own shoes on your own feet
And then you're gonna
Walk
Yeah you're going to walk
That's right you're going to walk away
You're going look up at the sky and say...