No reception here
I wave my black phone
In the air like a flare
like a prayer
but no reception
I read on the Internet baby face boy billionaire
Phone app sold made more money in one day than my family over 100 generations
More than my whole world ever has
World where house-buying jobs became rent-paying jobs became living with family jobs
Boy billionaires
Money is access
Access to politicians waiting for us to die, lead in our water, alcohol and painkillers
Replace my job with an app
Replace my dreams of a house and a yard
With a couch in the basement
“The future is yours!”
Forced 24-7 entrepreneurs.
I just want a paycheck and my own life
I’m on the couch in the basement they’re in the house and the yard
Some night I will catch a bus out to the west coast
And burn their silicon city to the ground
There’s No Reception in Possum Springs
Selma, Night in the Woods