no shit, Sherlock.
>You uppity women I dont understand
Why you gotta go and try to act like a man,
But before you make your weekly visit to the shrink
Youd better occupy the kitchen, liberate the sink.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed Thats what I to my baby said, Womens liberation is a-going to your head, Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.
Early every morning youre out on the street Passing out pamphlets to everyone you meet. You gave up your maiden form for lent And now the front of your dress has an air scoop vent.
Every single brakeman thats ever come along Had a little woman always tellin him that hes wrong. Eve said to adam, heres an apple you horse And delilah defoliated samsons moss.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed Thats what I to my baby said, Womens liberation is a-going to your head, Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.
Mean-hearted harpies are breaking all the laws Tearing up their girdles and a-burning up their bras, Now the air is dirty and the sex is clean And your coffee makes my hair turn green.
So damn emancipated in your mind and your body, Gonna have to cancel all your lessons in karate. If you cant love a male chauvinist Youd better cross me off your shopping list.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed Thats what I to my baby said, Womens liberation is a-going to your head, Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.< -- Kinky Friedman.
-- Jim Devine / "the world still seems stuck in greed-lock, ruled by fossilized fools fueled by fossil fuels." -- Swami Beyondananda