breaking from the waist again
perfume departed long ago
today sex now selling
macaroni and cheese on TV
pickle heads believe all they see
how do you get an ever expanding economy?
create desires where there are none
sell it with a catchy tune, sex and prestige
rose buds dying in their bed of thorns
fly and buy ourselves to war
when rose was taken off to war in yellow ribbons
was put in a mansuit of aggression
singing
“I’m yer siesta, I’m yer girl.”
Sisters, Mothers, Daughters
asserting is not the same as aggression
Who’s that stomping on Rose’s back?