Baba Brinkman - Seven Veils lyrics

Some of these feminist women want to try to tell me That the recent resurgence of extreme p**no's Gonna turn a lot of virgins into Aileen Wuournos These ivy-league wardens on the female form Have been sounding sore notes, but they're really just stressed ‘Cause they're too repressed to get thrills from jigglin' breasts So if you want to write a critical text about feminine Oppression and subliminal messages and s**ual images Then, just do what you think is best But when you're finished with the righteous intellect you might just Wanna visit with some women who get into burlesque Who express their feminism in a crinoline dress And shed their inhibitions by revealin' some flesh There's no emotions closed off, no poppin' Zoloft Just pantyhose droppin' and the takin' of all clothes off And shakin' what you've got and showin' all your poses off And takin' the yoke of male domination and throwin' it off Along with your robes and recently exposed bras So don't tell me there's no romance in pole dancin' It's an optical erogenous zone expansion dammit It's the dance of the seven veils, with ruby red nails But I can't make heads or tails Of whether this is meant to impress the males Or let the females express themselves I'm feelin' quite confused by these women who get offended By the vice and lewdness of the Moulin Rouge It's like a righteous Christian pro-lifer's views If you're tryin' to take away a woman's right to choose Whether to get pleasure from men's eyes on their b**bs And if they really like it and the guys want it too Then who are you to say that it isn't empowering To make entertainment out of lesbians showering Together, and oiling each other with ointment? Are you trying to make a point by souring our enjoyment Of the spectacle, or by cowering yes-men And adding specimens to your collection of testicles In a fishbowl? Tell me yes or no! I'm an intellectual too, like Cecil Rhodes I just wanna have my fetishes accepted though I wanna see feminist academics stripping In feather boas at my next burlesque show I wanna see them dirty dancing to my vocals I wanna see them flirting with me through their bifocals I'm gonna hold my breath and expect to die hopeful It's the dance of the seven veils, with ruby red nails But I can't make heads or tails Of whether this is meant to impress the males Or let the females express themselves Oh please oh please express yourself Never feel like you oppress yourself Even if it's just to impress the males Just express yourself, express yourself