From the recording Audience of One
Lyrics
Got your face up against the glass ceiling
You got a boy who held you down
Tell me straight is it what you been feelin weak in
That some boy might hold you down?
I don't understand what you want me to see.
Without a male issue, now what would it be?
Lady Chauvinette, Oh Lady Chauvinette!
I can see but I can't reach you.
The bigger fish have got your chair.
Well tell me who said we didn't believe you.
Having been male don't make things fair.
But don't let me forget, we all know you're a Saint,
When the Contra-wind blows a failure man made.
Lady Chauvinette, Oh Lady Chauvinette
Foreskin Cloaks won't hide the truth.
Lay back your sheath, come into view.
Let lay bare it's so sensitive makes it so hard
To swallow the phallic whine.
A forfeit of will. Well what's to do?
What you wanted to be was up to you.
Lady Chauvinette, Oh Lady Chauninette.
And what has been gained by pointing the blame?
Did you get what you want?
Did you really believe people don't see you
For just what you are? What you are,
Chauvinette! What you are.
Every lie unveils the guilt.
You're gonna run out of excuses
Maybe then you'll find the will?
Wrapped up tight in a noose.
Victim of your own game.
And the constant Male Issue,
How does it change
What you are Chauvinette?
Behold The Glass Ceiling!