låter går ut på en dialog mellan digable planets butterfly och hans vännina nikki som hamnat i en situation hon inte önskat. hennes förklaring av knipan är inlindad i underbar ordpoesi.
you remember my boyfriend sid, that fly kid who i love?
well, our love was often a verb and spontaneity has brought a third
but do to our youth and economic state we wish to terminate-
about this we don't feel great, but baby that's how it is
but the feds have dissed me
they ignore and dismiss
and the pro-lifers harrass me outside the clinic
and call me a murderer, now that's hate
so needless to say we're in a mental state of debate
varpå hans svar blir:
the fascists are some heavy dudes
they don't really give a damn about life
they just don't want a woman to control her body or have the right to choose
but baby that ain't nothin, they just want a male finger on the button
because if you say war they will send them to die by the score
aborting mission should be your volition
but if souter and thomas have their way
you'll be standing in line unable to get welfare while they're out hunting and fishing
it has always been around it will always have a niche
but they'll make it a privelege, not a right
accessible only to the rich
genialt!
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Shit. Det här är jävligt bra. Du har räddat min dag!
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