To all of the whimpering hounds
Tail-tucked, whiny, and head down
You rode me and you climbed my name
You bit my cheek and shared my stage
I served you like a star-studded Live Aid
And promoted your fresh-faced act
In the most relentless and generous ways
I linked us together high on the marquee
Introduced you as the world’s next big thing
I did what I said I would do to the T
I did what I said I would do genuinely
I consistently spoke courage as you slithered on
I inserted courage as you complained and yawned
So forgive me if I don’t bow or cry your name
I’m deaf to your roar, your moan, and your thunder
You only have yourself to blame
For your short-lived weak one hit wonder