Second Wave

I don't have AIDS
And I don't care about marriage
And I will never be pushing
A loud-ass baby around in a carriage
No, I'll just walk around
With a scowl in my face
Like I'm Betty Friedan
Because the second-wave feminist in me
Is at war with the dick-sucking black gay man

Who's not looking for now
As much as 15 years later
And so the Grindr crowd turns me into a chronic
Stay-at-home masturbator
When I wanna go out on a Saturday night
I don't feel that I can
Because the second-wave feminist in me
Is at war with the dick-sucking black gay man

So I fall outside of the norm
'Cause I burn my bra to keep warm
While most of my brethren swarm to
Beyoncé and Rihanna
And bareback and felching and so on

But they won't get AIDS
'Cause now they're taking Truvada
And I don't know what to say
So I stay in my corner
And I just say nada
And watch them all they do
What they want without fear
And without having a plan
Meanwhile the second-wave feminist in me
Is at war with the dick-sucking black gay man

So nobody comes on my chest
And I come off sounding repressed
But maybe that's all for the best
If I want something deeper
And someone who thinks I'm a keeper
And who can understand my long hesitation
And who will take my hand
And help me undo this polarization
And lets me curl up with Charlene
Mary Jo, Julia and Suzanne
Until the second-wave feminist in me
Ends the war with his dick-sucking black gay man



Credits
Writer(s): Ronald D. Hagen, Pascal Minnaard
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