Black Sheep

Hey Mama

I grew my hair longer like the dirty hippies dancing in the rain that you used to hate

Hey Papa

Thanks for dishing out the dollars to doctors that dared to fix the shit you did when I was eight

Grandmother didn't hesitate to light a candle for her baby every Sunday

Two thousand miles between me and their cage, but I was born to be the black sheep of the family

Well I don't fear what mama hears about me

I don't fear what mama hears about me

'Cause this black sheep ain't got no one to please

Today I passed by the priest that used to preach to me

He tried to teach me that a woman's worth is determined by with whom she sleeps

HA

Since then I've been running from religion and living this feminist vision

I get on my knees, but I don't pray so I'm the poster child sinner in his homily

Well I don't fear what father hears about me

I don't fear what fathers hears about me

'Cause this black sheep ain't got no one to please

Since then I stopped dancing

With men that don't dig my disposition

I don't seek out their pretentious, prudent permission

To do what I will whenever I want

Question God

And fuck til dawn

The list could go on and on

'Cause I don't fear what you hear about me

I don't dear what you hear about me

'Cause this black sheep ain't got no one to please

This black sheep ain't got no one to please