Mother Jones never ran for office

Oh hell, you know she couldn't even vote

They told her women didn't speak in public

But she just smiled got up on her soap box and she spoke



Virginia Wolfe didn't march down the streets of London

There were too many untold her stories to tell

She was wrapped up in the rapture

of a feminism she knew so intimately well



I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage

I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day

And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song

Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong



We are no longer barred from the ballot box

And the law declares us equal to men

But laws will never change attitudes

And attitudes are hard to change



I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage

I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day

And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song

Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong



The political sphere has been and still is of, by and for men

Some things are sure to change but until then

We've got to check our anger and put this energy to good use

Through outright subversion we've got to back to our roots



I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage

I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day

And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song

Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong



Through the years they come to me

Through time and space they comfort me

Through humility and grace I see

We are only the stories that we tell

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