Less Yes's, More No's

Less Yes's, more No's, and less Yes's, More No's and less Yes's...

A studio audience's general anesthesia itch

Remedied by "chop sui generis" the seminal sleeper hit

From this tag-banger doppelganger

Turned a non-partisan anti-hero

And the sneaker fits

I'm undeniably left-leaning others got cold feet

It's because they're breast-feeding

On this golden teat (of an old elite)

This synthetic mammary gland

Of a pop-cult nurse aid in a birdcage

Which is actually an Iraqi oil drum

Mistaken as the divine mother by daddy's spoiled son

That's why you die in high numbers

For this populous Texan and his innocuous yes-men

You're a compliant spyhunter

Fresh dried-blood globules on dog tags

Are like scarlet opals

Exchanged for fossil fuels

So I charge rigged voting poles

Cuz the day's autumn hues lie

On a garbage boats on shoals

And an estranged god rules

Urging soccer mom's to want to carpet bomb

A peace rally on your campus quad

Watch as an Islamic phantom god

Is slain by a movie star

In a red, white and blue unitard

On a Fox news sister station

On cue insipid patrons soft-shoe

We refuse the ruling class in broadcast antennae headdresses

With more no's and less yes's

Recon in war zones is your certain death sentence

So we need more no's and less yes's

I'll unzip the sky and reveal

The inner-workings that are hidden

With more no's and less yes's

More no's and less yes's

More no's and less yes's

Every feather a boarding pass

For the fluorescent shuttle soaring past

Forged from remnants of a former me

A hollow bulb that died of the common cold

And you lack the language to appraise

What was my fleshy housing due to my

Wild fling with the art scene underbelly

I, a style king toiled over a volley of