Ani Difranco - Amendment lyrics

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Ani Difranco - Amendment lyrics

Wouldn't it be nice if We had an amendment To give civil rights to Women To once and for all just Really lay it down from The point of view of women I know what you're thinking That's just redundant Chicks got it good now They can almost be president But is worker against worker Time and time again Cause the rich use certain issues as a tool When I say we need the E.R.A ain't cause I'm a fool It's cause without it nobody can get away With anything cruel And you don't need to go far like Just over to Canada To feel the heightened sense of Live and let live What is it about Americans Like so many pit-bulls Trained to attack them To never give We gotta put down abortion Put it down in the books for good As central to the civil rights Of women Make diversity legal Make it finally understood Through the civil rights of women And if you don't like abortion Don't have an abortion And teach your children How they can avoid them But don't treat all women Like they are your children Compa**ion has many faces Many names And if men can k** and be decorated Instead of blamed Then a woman called upon to mother Can choose to refrain And contrary to eons Of old time religion Your body is your only True dominion Nature is not here to serve you Or at any cause to preserve you That's just some preacher man's Old time opinion Life is sacred Life is also profane A woman's life It must be hers to name Let out an amendment Put this brutal game to rest Trust, women will still take you To their breast Trust, women will always Do their best Trust, our differences make us stronger Not less In this amendment shall be Family structure shall be free We'll have the right to civil union With equal rights and Equal protection Intolerance finally Ruined And then there's the kids rights They'll naturally be on board The funnel through which Women's lives are poured Our family is so big And we're all so very small Let a web of relationship Be laid over it all Over the strutter of power piled up to the sky Over the illusion of autonomy on which it relies Over any absolute that nature does not supply And the birthing woman shall regain her place In a circle of women, in a sacred space Turn off the machines, put away the knifes This amendment shall deliver from bondage midwives