Mother Jones never ran for office nOh hell, you know she couldn't even vote nThey told her women didn't speak in public nBut she just smiled got up on her soap box and she spoke nnVirginia Wolfe didn't march down the streets of London nThere were too many untold her stories to tell nShe was wrapped up in the rapture nof a feminism she knew so intimately well nnI am a daughter born of a heart full of rage nI am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day nAnd I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song nReciting the angers of a past gone wrong nnWe are no longer barred from the ballot box nAnd the law declares us equal to men nBut laws will never change attitudes nAnd attitudes are hard to change nnI am a daughter born of a heart full of rage nI am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day nAnd I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song nReciting the angers of a past gone wrong nnThe political sphere has been and still is of, by and for men nSome things are sure to change but until then nWe've got to check our anger and put this energy to good use nThrough outright subversion we've got to back to our roots nnI am a daughter born of a heart full of rage nI am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day nAnd I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song nReciting the angers of a past gone wrong nnThrough the years they come to me nThrough time and space they comfort me nThrough humility and grace I see nWe are only the stories that we tell