Our Daughters Will Never Be Free

This is what we want, we want to be made

You're manufacture for our decade

Saying worldly and clever and honest we are

We'll prove it with reference to our last seminar

We dance and we sing

Of a love we're not in

And the boys and the times

And the pints and the shots

All we recall of a time we forgot

Apparently this is the way one should be

Some clever boy said so, it feels fine to me

We sing and we dance and make eyes at their heads

Have photographs taken to make us look dead

They dance and they sing

Of a world they're not in

Their lives are improved by the things that we do

We're special enough to get paid

And we all know the real song but we won't sing along

'cause our boyfriends and girlfriends and parents will say

Don't be a square, grow your hair and be happy

It's not god that made you this way

So lift up your top

Lift up your top

Lift up your top, got to use what you've got

Try not to see anything but the fee

It's all tongue in cheek anyway!

We've highlighted lines in the books of Why Not

But the women back then were extremists the lot

I'm have control of my gender, my sex

Every whore that I've heard of is free of regret

I think it's fine just to make people smile

I think it's fine to force people to smile

Make me a dolly, make me a princess

Make me your baby, make me your goddess

Rape me and beat me

Rape us and beat us

Rape us and beat us 'til we're black and blue

We made it ok on the day we said nothing

Was better than something to say

What our foremothers fought for was peachy and swell

But hey they forgot to be mothers as well

Instead of our fathers, our sisters did say:

Let's just be pretty, it's more fun that way

Let's just be pretty

Let's just be beautiful

Let's just be retro and disco and twee

We don't know the song so we can't sing along

And our daughters will never be free.