A Credit To His Gender

(álbum: A Comprehensive Guide To Moderne Rebellion - 1996)

How are you feeling?
How does someone like you elude the moral quarantine?
Does your repression only serve the greater lie as you abuse and objectify
All the emotions you defeat? You've got the world right at your feet

'Cause you think you've silenced all the critics of your misogynistic lies
But when you wake up from your reveries, you'd better realize

That you're a model of virility, a specimen divine
As you deflower, you empower the false ego trapped inside
And by the virtue of your conquests, you've endeared yourself
To those, to those you hold in high esteem

'Cause you think you've silenced all the critics of your misogynistic lies
But when you wake up from your reveries, you'd better realize

You gotta rectify that attitude
You're a hopeless case and now you're too late
You gotta rectify that attitude
You're a hopeless case and now you're too late

You call her a whore; she's just the same as you
Though she could never be that shallow
But you just take what you can get and you throw the rest away
A notch on your belt, another score, another lay

'Cause you think you've silenced all the critics of your misogynistic lies
But when you wake up from your reveries, you'd better realize

You gotta rectify that attitude
You're a hopeless case and now you're too late
You gotta rectify that attitude
You're a hopeless case and now you're too late

You're taking, she's giving
You're losing; you think you're winning
Your time is running out now
It doesn't feel, it doesn't feel the same

It doesn't feel the same