Mary Was An Anarchist Lyrics - Kill The Musicians - Screeching Weasel

Mary was a girl with a cause 

She was simply fed up 

Mary moved out to Berkeley 

And stuck pins,, her face as a sort of statement 

Against oppression of her sex, yeah 

Mary took a walk in the park 

With a sign in her hand 

Mary threw a rock at a cop 

And man she felt like a man 

You know the ugliness became her 

But now she's gone 

She couldn't take it, take it, take it anymore 

And what she won 

She won a husband who embodies 

Everything she hated 

And all her friends from years ago 

Are selling stocks in IBM right on 

Mary finally saw she couldn't 

Change the world 

Mary often fondly looks back 

And pats herself on the back 

For a convenient romanticized version 

Of the facts of what she'd done 

But she didn't change a goddamn single on 

Of the oppressive pigs who made her what she was 

And the empowerment she felt was just a crumb 

Compared to all the butts of jokes that she'd become 

And now she's at the kitchen table all alone 

And she ended up exactly like her mom