Mary Was An Anarchist — текст песни (screeching weasel)

Mary was a girl with a cause
She was simply fed up
Mary moved out to Berkley
and stuck pins in her face as
a sort of statement against oppression
of her sex
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
And you know the ugliness became her
But now she`s gone- she couldn`t take it anymore
And what`s she won?
She won a husband who embodies everything she hated
and all her friends from years ago
are selling stocks in IBM right now
Mary finally saw she couldn`t change the world
But Mary often fondly looks back and
Pats herself on the back
for a convienent 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