Dear Slim

Arcade Fire · Other Songs - Arcade Fire

Dear Slim,



My favorite icon put the bong and the knife down



I'm sick of the songs about strapping your mom and your ex-wife down



To a nuclear bomb and dropping them on Saddam



Killing all the muses you use in almost all of your songs



Except those songs about Slim the Hip-Hoppian God



They make it seem you don't respect rappers like Biggie and Pac



Who if it weren't for them you be out of a job



Or flipping burgers with Ronald McDonald and not leading your mob



But the Blob's offensive, run and jumping the fences



And burying politicians in pop culture trenches



Dude, have some humility, oops responsibility,

oops accountability, oops I said humility



Your face has covered worse magazines



than the artists and politicians you've mocked on every CD release



Ooh, how cool; you've proved you lack tact in your songs



In fact, you've grown up to act just like your mom



If y'all represent the truth and America's youth



Act like a leader we could actually use



You're a celebrity now, oh no, look what you did



You're America's role model but deny that you're it



Come on, come on, let's stand together as one



I ain't yelling about selling my soul, going to hell and back for platinum



Or gold to show the world is a gullible globe



Although, I can't respect the coalition of politicians signing petitions



Fearing Eminem's mission to bitch



When it's his right to taunt if he wants to fight



Even if you're frightened of what he might want to write



You're sworn to defend men, who offend men



Just because you believe in the first amendment



Even if it's illogical angst and vengeance



So defend your senses, but cleanse your dirty lenses



The law's written to both conservatives and leftists



It says Vanilla Ice Preservatives can be sexist



If y'all represent the truth and America's youth



Act like the leaders we could actually use



You're politicians now, oh no, look what you did



You're America's role models but deny art from our kids



Come on, come on, let's stand together as one



Censoring, the denial of actual words or factual things declared obscene



But molesting archdiocese, disease,



dead people in the streets from shooting sprees, epidemics



Paramedics clearing debris here and overseas aren't banned from TV



But yell shit, goddamn, or fuck hear three individual bleeps



A word's a word, let it be heard and learned



It's not the individual words but the order that hurts



Come on, come on, let's stand together as one



Come on, come on, stop threatening to censor our thoughts



And you'll get the response you want from now on



Come on, come on