Women’s love, women’s love
Women’s love makes the world go ‘round
Makes the world go ‘round
Makes the sun come up, makes the sun go down
Puts a thrill in a woman’s heart
Living, dying, men deciding ever since I can recall
Prayers in school to god in heaven
Praise the biggest prick of all
Women are the lowest in religions of men
Christ, the white man’s fantasy…
It’s just his stupid S&M, oh god, it’s the same
It’s so outrageous to think about it
I have to think again
I have to think again
I have to remember…
It’s women’s love makes the world go ‘round
Makes the world go ‘round
Makes the sun come up, makes the sun go down
Puts a thrill in a woman’s heart
How the patriarchy scars us from the moment we are born
Heavy hands are interfering; from our mothers we are torn
Everyone’s a victim at the hands of men
They’ve stolen childbirth, they profit on us through our lives and through our earthly end
And it’s so outrageous to think about it
I have to think again
I have to think again
I have to remember…
You can’t find home cooking in a can
You can’t find an orange grove in Michigan
You can’t find a woman’s love in a man
No, you can’t
White men rule with institutions, racist criminals in charge
They outlaw plants, they lock up women with their cruel and stupid laws
But women have learned who loses by the rules of men, oh yes,
We’ve learned to play along, pretending not to notice
While we get fucked over again and again and again
And it’s so outrageous to think about it
I have to think again
You’d better think again
You better remember…
You can’t find home cooking in a can
Or clean air in a traffic jam
You can’t find a woman’s love in a man
Never in a million years
And it’s women’s love, women’s love that makes the world go ‘round
Makes the sun come up, makes the sun go down
Puts a thrill in a woman’s heart
Now you know, honey, you need a woman for a woman’s love