Make a Wish

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Once there was a girl Born into poverty Brought into this wicked world The land of slavery Her parents said all that's behind All you do is set your mind And you will find a life that's ripe With possibility They gave her books and records too Look at all that you can do Simone Biles and Booker T Richard Wright and RBG Sprinkle that black girl magic Your gown will sweep the floor The future is female And it's gonna last ever more Reap the fruits of sweet resistance Nonetheless she persisted Sí se puede ain't no line And baby girl it's your time Anything whites can do You can do too Any job that you see That's what you can be She say "I know what I wanna be!" "What do you wanna be? "I know what I wanna be!" "What do you wanna be? "I know what I wanna be!" "What do you wanna be? "I wanna be Jeffrey Dahmer" You wanna be Jeffrey Dahmer!?" "I wanna be Jeffrey Dahmer ho ho" Sweet little innocent black girl Drilling them holes in the motherfucking heads Mean little white boy Drilling more holes in more heads Who you gonna vote for? Can't vote for the hombre doesn't make sense Female Jeffrey Dahmer Gon' be first woman president So her daddy say "Why you wanna drill all those holes in the head?" And her mamma say "Something about it just doesn't seem right" Daughter say, "Look Black people Been starved in the belly of the ship, as you know Drowned, beat, suffocated Stuffed down, had our whole loves violated We been hung, whipped, scarred in all places Burnt to a crisp in a sea of grinning faces Tongues ripped out as they shove us in the mud Babies taken from us and our genitals cut Tie us, break us, chain, enslave us Drag us from the back of a truck in the black dust Jasper, Texas known as gravel necklace For an evil nexus it's a blank canvas proud Could be anywhere, your hometown Full of pain and degradation found Libacious clowns 'stead of 40 acres We ain't gonna get no reparations And women, huh? That's a joke How many girls get choked and slapped By the end of this song Think I'm wrong? Numbers higher than Cheech and Chong Woman beat every nine seconds Fists rain down every direction Everything's a weapon Well intentioned Messed, molesting Send her a lesson Threatening to finish, one raped every minute Happens on the street or behind the spinet We're in it, think clitorectomies And the sex trade Is a slave trade Over 10 million a year Name me an object that hasn't been stuffed Up some woman's orifice Somewhere, sometime What's more folks, I like girls And that's another danger to fear So that's why I want to be the first black woman, and the first gay female to lure indigent youth to my basement, bore holes in their skulls, and fill the holes with acid. In this I will be a pioneer and pave the way for others." And her mamma says "Well when you put it that way" And her daddy says "We just want you to be happy, honey" She says, "Thanks Ma, thanks Pa" As she fetches her hat and coat "What you doing now, where you plan to go?" I'm gonna shuffle round Home Depot Sweet little innocent gay girl Drilling them holes in the motherfucking heads Mean little straight boy Drilling more holes in more heads Who you gonna vote for? Can't vote for the hombre doesn't make sense Female Jeffrey Dahmer Gon' be first woman president So she pulls out of the driveway Pulls into the bar Finds a lanky staring blankly At a thick unlit cigar Is a he man or baby? Maybe 17 at most She says, "You need a light for that" He looks at her like he's seen a ghost What's that you're feeling? "You remind me of my mom" "Are you a runaway?" "Is it that obvious? I had to come here Escape my pa Bashed my head into the sheetrock Late last night I'd had enough" "Sounds like you been through some toxic masculinity What you need is some toxic femininity" Have some drinks Grab some snacks She shows him her photographs "Would you like a place to pass out For the night is cold?" They head back to the fortress I mean her happy home Leads him to the basement Shows him mattress made of memory foam Hands him a Xanax We all need some love "Have you been through it too?" Who needs trauma, life's enough Pours him a nightcap Glass macrame "Ooh, I like that" "I got it on Etsy" "I feel so safe here Can I just get a refill?" "Sure babe, we got all night Then it's drill, baby, drill!" Sweet little innocent sad girl Drilling them holes in the motherfucking heads Mean little fine boy Drilling more holes in more heads Who you gonna vote for? Can't vote for the hombre doesn't make sense Female Jeffrey Dahmer Gon' be first woman president
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- Nellie McKay