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benedict bootlicker

from Boy of the Year by MEDUSA

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Like Benedict Arnold (the infamous traitor) and ‘bootlickers’ (class traitors) - yeah, so this is a song about…do people still say ’toady’? Sycophantic behavior. I would have to go into a lot of gender theory to explain what this song is about specifically, so I think it’s better to abstract it. Because, truly, it can be applied to any oppressed group.

You know when somebody kisses ass hoping the people oppressing them will bless them with a little bit of their power? You know when poor people defend powerful rich folks who don’t have their best interests at heart? You know people who are “gay, but one of the good ones”? This is about them.

Because the energy they could have spent enriching their community, they’d rather spend t throwing them under the bus to beg for a crumb of respect from their mutual oppressors. In an ecclesiastical sense, the biggest bootlickers are the religious people who hurt other people for favor of an abstract idea of what they perceive god to be.

So in this track, I literally threaten to murder them. But over a Taking Back Sunday sample I flipped.

"If you keep licking boots, you'll get kicked in the teeth."

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Be careful, the ass that you’re kissing
Sits high on a throne of their lips
Be careful, the boots that you’re licking
Aren’t gonna taste bad as the fist
But would you consider it winning
When really you wasted your wish
For someone who’s tired of swimming
You sure wanna sleep with the fish

Bring me your roster
Bring me a sign
Make me an offer
Call me divine
I’m

Benedict bootlicker
I’ll eat your loose slipper
Know you wanted saving
But you got me

I am the suit picker
I’ll pick which fruits picture
Ends up on the pavement
with roses in the street

Cluck cluck then I learned
They can’t eat me if I eat you first
Cluck cluck
They can’t eat me if I

They can’t eat me if I eat you first
They can’t hate me if you’re the worst
They can’t eat me if I eat you first
They can’t hate me if you’re the worst

I was a surly little fucker
With my pearly teeth
Until somebody popped a sucker
Just to buck and bleed
And then before he threw another hit
I rolled my molars, tongue, and spit
And begged him if I clucked and snitched
Would he leave me
Alone

Now I lay me down to sleep
Don’t need to pray for your defeat
The shit you talk you’re gonna eat
If you keep licking boots
You’ll get kicked in the teeth

Benedict bootlicker
I’ll eat your loose slipper
Know you wanted saving
But you got me

I am the suit picker
I’ll pick which fruits picture
Ends up on the pavement
With roses in the street

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from Boy of the Year, released March 9, 2020

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MEDUSA Buffalo, New York

Medusa is a "revenge pop" musician based in New York. They're pretty sure they subconsciously stole calling their music "___-pop" from their friend Zand, who coined "ugly-pop," but it's way too late in the game to undo it now.

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