EverydayPhoenix

Vocal Hymn by Jennifer DeLucy

Entitled, whiney and so lazy, intelligent but crazy yeah I see, that’s what you think of them, but just imagine what they think when they see you I’ll bet they aren’t your biggest fans, I’ll bet they think that you’re the screwed ones too How dare they envision life a different way, when they’re supposed to dread each dawning day And every way you couldn’t have, nobody else should hope for, it’s unfair I’m sure you aren’t the least bit jealous, they are here and you were stuck back there Back there, it sucks you’re stuck back there You need to suffer more just like we did, cuz suffering proves you’re virtuous like us Ignore our self-destruction and that pesky little penchant for blood lust. And see the real successes are in IRAs and mutuals and trusts Just listen, there’s no chance that we’ve got it wrong, there’s no room for improvement in the wheel You’re weak, and coddled, sensitive, we’re tired of all your movements, wear a suit (Do you even own an ironing board) And sacrifice your family time, your sanity and fall in line, recruit (That’s a military reference, you unpatriotic slackers) And if by chance somehow you make a world where people learn to live a better life That’s horrible, you ought to be ashamed, you’ve lost your bleeding little minds Deprived the privileged role of being unnecessary martyrs till you die Millennials (Try being martyrs) Millennials (Don’t know what you’re missing) Millennials

Lyrics to Song of Daughters What you built was trying to destroy us The sun grows warm and brighter every day Distract, despise, define and deploy us We’re still the wave that’s coming out to play, to play So clear the way Did you think we’d sit around obeying While on the ground, the sand just slipped away Surprised you’d sink as low as you’re displaying But we have found the chains have deep decay, we broke the cage So clear the way We’re closing in, the wheels will change direction Our fathers’ sins will rot into the earth And tumbling down, the greedy gold erections With every daughter born to know her worth, and have her say So clear the way Well did you think we’d keep the blindfolds tied up tight And wear these gags around our mouths without a fight Beneath your feet, we feed on iron to bear your weight And now we’re rising from your dirt, so clear the way We rise, we rise….so clear the way Surprise, surprise….so clear the way Come face to face…so clear the way We take our place…so clear the way

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