Screeching Weasel - Mary Was An Anarchist lyrics
[Screeching Weasel - Mary Was An Anarchist lyrics]
She was simply fed up
Mary moved out to Berkeley
Stuck pins in her face as
A sort of a statement
Against oppression of her sex yeah
Mary took a walk in the park
With a sign in her hand
Mary threw a rock at a cop
And man, she felt like a man
You know the ugliness became her
But now she's gone
She couldn't take it, take it
Take it anymore but what's she won?
She won a husband who
Embodies everything she hated
And all her friends from years ago
Are selling stock in IBM right on
Mary finally saw
She couldn't change the world
But Mary often fondly looks back
And pats herself on the back
For a convenient, romanticized version
Of the facts of what she'd done
But she didn't change a goddamn single one
Of the oppressive pigs who made
Her what she was
And the empowerment she felt was just a crumb
Compared to all the butts of
Jokes that she'd become
And now she's at the kitchen table all alone
And she ended up exactly like her mom