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Convention (Jesse Jett & The Case Of The Cursed Medallion)

from Inauguration Gift by Jesse Jett

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I guess, in the end, that’s it’s just a crap shoot
Who denounces the true you
Versus who backs you
Knowing you would skin the poor to make a track suit
Knowing you’d begin a few wars
If your overlords asked you
Knowing that the inks not dry on the last few
And knowing that your voters aren’t living in a goddamn vacuum.

We see through you,
Joe, we see past you.
Joe, we know you only wanna kick trans folks
Out the bathrooms.
Spittle up some drek about ‘Family Values’
Take away our weed and then say that we just
Need Valium.
Joe Biden, Patron Saint of big pharma
Knows no karma,
And all of our media paints him as valiant.

But I’m here to tell you the spirit of Biden
Exists in a cursed medallion
That rose outta hell like smoke
In the form of a thousand stallions
A dead battalion,
Eyes blood red with a lust for the violence
Of racial injustice

I come to bury joe
And burn a candle for Augustus
Maybe not a song you would dance to
But something of substance
Something in place that can warn you
When liberals lie while they’re looking you straight in the eye and they say “you can trust us”



Maybe you didn’t get
What I meant
This is not a political event
It’s the winter of our discontent
Half of us will not make rent
I might burn my masters just to keep warm.

Big white Lies
No silver lining under smoke-gray skies
And all of the streets ran red but the blood sure kept our feet warm

So vote for the wolf
Or the wolf in sheep form
Defund police
Before we’re all deformed
Take our free speech
We’ll speak in the tongues of C4,
Our lungs need more to send us packing,
than tear gas thrown from the hands of fascists
Who kill their cams,
And take off their badges
All while Biden and Kamala fund our assassins
And offer us nothing but platitudes

They’ll Tell us “go out and vote
And then clean up your attitudes”

Well, Joe, fuck you to death
And the donors you fed us to

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from Inauguration Gift, released January 20, 2021

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