​2006 split w/ Ryan Harvey http://ryanharveymusic.com
Lo-fi.  Tracks 1-10 Recorded in Turtle River, MN.
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Stream, download, & read lyrics to individual tracks below.
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1. Bread and Roses 
2. Revolution on TV
3. Who's Gonna Shoe Your Pretty Little Foot
4. Girly Embrace
5. The House Burnt Down
6. Sylvia Plath
​7. Martyr
8. Nobody Can Own the Rights
9. Jane
10. Daughter
11. Open Song To The U.S. Occupying Forces
12. Mountaintop Mining Song
13. I-69
14. If I Had a Rocket Launcher
15. Talkin'Homophobic Swim Team
16. The Field of Schemes
17. The Plan Puebla Panama
18. Talkin' Writer's Bloc Blues
19. The Ballad of the Hudson Valley Rent Strikes
20. That's About the Only Thing That Governments Have Done
Listen/Lyrics
Oh yeah, yeah it’s so strange I didn’t think this could ever happen /Oh yeah, yeah it’s so strange I didn’t think I’d ever feel this way/I don’t want it I don’t want you/I don’t need it I don’t need you/This time I know I’m right, because every time I am right/And this little love story is straining to end and you’re still so messed up and we’re not even friends/I’m not coming, I won’t come down/I’m not coming down til I’ve calmed down/Oh yeah, yeah it’s so strange, I didn’t think this could ever happen/Oh yeah, yeah it’s so strange to wake up alone, wake up so elated
All the poets that surround me are damned damned damned/But what we see holy imagery/Our only power to intercede/In the TV screen talking head scene/Yeah the mind control of this media machine is 500 years deep here/And every sub/counter culture has been bought and sold/And cross marketing it is the only way to go/We all drink Che cola and wear fight the system ts/We’re all watching it play by play on our new television screens/Yeah the revolution is televised widely advertised/Clever marketing schemes on that idealized dream/And if the masses want their self destruction who am I to say/Distrust your tv screens distrust authority/And brand name anything/Socially we think we are so advanced everyone is a practitioner of PC/While behind our backs we’re buying tickets to that Hollywood comedy/And we laugh at rape laugh at violence laugh at hate/Because laughter is the best medicine to keep us doped up and unenlightened/Meanwhile we let the conservative right-wingers/put the queers through their righteous voting poll ringers/While we sit at home and watch TV so we know what to wear how to think/What to do if our neighbor starts looking like a terrorist
Who’s gonna shoe your pretty little foot/Who’s gonna glove your hand/Who’s gonna kiss your ruby red lips/Who’s gonna be your man/Papa’s gonna shoe my pretty little foot/Mama’s gonna glove my hand/Sister can kiss my ruby red lips/I don’t need no man/I don’t need no man oh boy/No I don’t need no man/Sister can kiss my ruby red lips/I don’t need no man/The longest day I ever knew was the day we said goodbye/You asked me if I loved you more than this rambling life and I just could not lie/Tell me who’s gonna shoe your pretty little foot/Who’s gonna glove your hand/Who’s gonna kiss your ruby red lips/Who’s gonna be your man/I can shoe my pretty little foot/And I can glove my hand/My sister can kiss my ruby red lips/I don’t need no man/I don't need no man oh boy/I don't need no man/My sister can kiss my ruby red lips/I don't need no.../Who’s gonna shoe your pretty little foot/Who’s gonna glove your hand/Who’s gonna kiss your ruby red lips/Who’s gonna be your man
My head is cradled between your breasts/And your fingers trace the contours of my face/And I could lie with you like this for a long time/Cradled between your breasts I tell you you are the best I've ever had 
and we laugh until our sides hurt and then we fall into that same embrace/Cause you're the best I've ever had/You're the best I've ever had/Yeah you're the best I've ever had/I kiss your fingers, I kiss your eyes/You know you are the prettiest girl I know/And I wonder if anyone understands your beauty/Cradled between your breasts I tell you you are the best I've ever had/And we laugh until our sides hurt and then we fall into that same embrace/‘Cause you're the best I've ever had/You're the best I've ever had/Yeah, you're the best I've ever had
The house burnt down/Not to the ground but it might as well have/And I was so angry at probability/Why was it Wednesday/Why not Tuesday or Monday/Or any day that I did not have band at school/Any day that my clarinet wasn’t safe at school/I just wanted it to die/Die in the fire like it should have died/Like my kitty cat/Like my mom’s old photographs/Like my Dad’s comic book stash/Like my brother’s innocence/The house burnt down/Not to the ground but it might as well have
I could have been your housewife baby/I could have been your cheerleader/And you could have been a rock star baby/You could have owned this world/But the ghost of Elvis came to save us in your dreams/Said I want to teach you something I learned while I was king/Don’t mistake what you want for what the universe needs/And he said I’d ruin your life you’d ruin my life that’s all we could ever be/He said I’d ruin your life you’d ruin my life that’s all we could hope to be/I could have had your rockstar babies/I could have drown them in the bath/I could have been your muse/I could have been your Sylvia Plath/But the ghost of Elvis came to save us in your dreams/Said I want to teach you something I learned while I was king/Don’t mistake what you want for what the universe needs/And he said I’d ruin your life you’d ruin my life that’s all we could ever be/He said I’d ruin your life you’d ruin my life that’s all we could hope to be/Now I’m a rockstar not a stupid housewife/Not a stupid cheerleader/And I want to thank you/I want to thank you/I want to thank you for leaving me
Joanie could have saved her life/If she’d just put on a dress/And said Jesus the only child/Jesus is an only child/Jesus is the only child of god/Why would a god send a woman to do what men had always done/Why would she do that?/Joseph could have saved his life/If he’d just taken the pardon/Said I was guilty but now I’m free/Said I was guilty but now I’m free/Said I was guilty but now I’m free/Who needs fair trials anyway when freedom is all that we wage/Who’d die for that/I want to be a martyr/I want to die for this song/I want to be a martyr/I want to die for this song/Oh ohhhh yeah/Aileen could have saved her life/If she’d just got a respectable job/And said I don’t want to hook no more/I don’t want to hook no more/I don’t want to hook no more/The economy is looking fine/Plenty of good jobs you’ll find/For a poor uneducated white trash woman with no experience/I want to be a martyr/I want to die for this song/I want to be a martyr/I want to die for this song/Oh ohhhh yeah
I work so hard with nothing to show for it/All I create is later stolen and who’s got the keys unlock these iron gates/Who’s making money who’s dealing in hate/Fascist remix of Woody Guthrie/Twisting the truth up around our necks/This land is yours and this land is mine/What that means is nobody can own the rights/Nobody can own the rights/All the berries are rotten on their vines/And the sorrows here they’re multiplying/And all the things that we want and the things we need/Simply refuse to divide/But all the history we learn is dirty and polluted/So watered down with patriotic sentiment/So what of Lowell so what of Ludlow/The stolen blue prints of a revolution/A fascist remix of Woody Guthrie/Twisting the truth up around our necks/This land is yours and this land is mine/What that means is nobody can own the rights/Nobody can own the rights/Working class women rose and organized/They plotted with the moon to change the tide/Said all things we want and the things we need/Simply refuse to divide/But the big corporations they’ve got lots of gold/Lots of people working for something to hold/But starvation wages are what they get/Yeah the body’s hungry and the spirit’s in a coma/Fascist remix of Woody Guthrie/Twisting the truth up around our necks/This land is yours and this land is mine/What that means is nobody can own the rights/Nobody can own the rights
It’s 2006 and we don’t give a shit/It’s 2006 and we don’t give a shit/That Roe v. Wade is crumbling/We can’t trust the government/A piece of legislation is all that stands between our freedom/And your commandments/It’s 2006 and we don’t give a shit that we have no alternatives/But imagine a time before Roe v. Wade/When they’d pick up scared scared women on the corner and they’d/Blindfold them and put them in a car/Drive round in circles til they didn’t know where they were/They didn’t know where they were/And they’d take them to a room where some sleazy man/Would say hey I’m a doctor and he’d put his hands on her/And say honey if you don’t have all the money it’s ok/You can suck my dick/I’ll let you suck my dick/And there’s a history unknown/In 1969 the women of Chicago rose and said we’re not gonna take this/They didn’t take it to the courts they didn’t picket in the street/They knew direct action was the only way choice is free/They set up a clinic an abortion clinic/And no one was turned away just because they couldn’t pay/They performed over 11,000 abortions with kindness and compassion/They were just housewives and mothers/They were just students/There were no hospitals there were no doctors there were no nurses/And there were no men/And nobody died, nobody died, nobody died/How’s that for demystified/And there’s a history unknown/In 1969 the women of Chicago rose and said we’re not gonna take this/It’s 2006 and we don’t give a shit/It’s 2006 and we don’t give a shit/That Roe v. Wade is crumbling/We can’t trust the government/A piece of legislation is all that stands between our freedom/And your commandments/And with or without the legal right we’re not really free/No we’re not really free/Cuz the capitalist medical industry will never take care of you or me/And the patriarchic medical industry will never take care of you or me/Never take care of you or me/And the abortion industry is just legalized brutality/Power taken, knowledge withheld/A medical mystery upheld by science and little white men in little white coats/Science and little white men in little white coats/So we can’t leave this to the doctors we can’t leave this to the lawyers/We can’t leave this to the Christians we can’t leave this to the president/If we don’t decide the circumstances of our own lives/Then choice is just choosing to let someone else decide/And there’s a history unknown/In 1969 the women of Chicago rose and said we’re not gonna take this
Mother Jones never ran for office/Oh hell, you know she couldn't even vote/They told her women didn't speak in public/But she just smiled got up on her soap box and she spoke/Virginia Wolfe didn't march down the streets of London/There were too many untold her stories to tell/She was wrapped up in the rapture 
of a feminism she knew so intimately well/I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage/I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day/And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song/Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong/We are no longer barred from the ballot box/And the law declares us equal enough to men/But you know laws will never change attitudes/And attitudes are slow and hard to change/I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage/I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day/And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song/Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong/The political sphere has been and still is of, by and for rich, white men/Some things are sure to change but until then/We've got to check our anger and put this energy to good use/Through outright subversion we've got to back to our roots/I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage/I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day/And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song/Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong/Through the years they come to me/Through time and space they comfort me/Through humility and grace I see/We are only the stories that we tell/I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage/I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day