Got a daughter who'll eat anything

They like to feed her words words words

Tell her Watch for the plague

Girl check your stool

Or we'll send you to reformatory school

What make a man out of you

They'll press what is left into new

They'll press what is left into new

They'll press what is left into new

Out of dust out of empty space

From the bedroom to the marketplace

You be bold but not too bold

And frame it all in gold in gold

Your credibility is broken in two

But we'll press what is left into new

We'll press what is left into new

We'll press what is left into new

Let's sing a song about a woman's rage

Sing a song about an empty stage

A song a song about how to sing

A song song song about everything

You're tough for a girl

And you're smart for a girl

Stop stop your ears from burning

Fill my stomach with your singing

Concern concern concern

Yourself with the invisible

Concern concern concern

Yourself with the incredible

Don't turn to motherhood so fast

You have been blinded

There's a word for all you keep inside

And though you try to hide it we will write it