Saturday, October 24, 2009

I'm a Friend of the Foetus

Ref.

Oh, I'm a friend of the foetus,
A friend of incomparable worth.
Yes, I'm a friend of the foetus,
Right up to the moment of birth.


1.

I am no friend to the fathers and mothers,
And I am no friend to the sisters and brothers.
And I am no friend to the weak and distressed,
And I am no friend to the poor and oppressed.


Ref.

But I'm a friend of the foetus, etc.

2.

Once it's a baby, I will not go near it,
I will not feed it and I will not rear it.
And when it is crying I won't even hear it,
For I have no room in my heart for a human.


Ref.

But I'm a friend of the foetus, etc.

3.

I will not care for it, I won't be there for it,
I will not weep for it, I won't lose sleep for it.
I'll back away from it, I won't go grey from it,
I won't even pray for it, and I won't pay for it.


Ref.

But I'm a friend of the foetus,
A friend of incomparable worth.
Yes, I'm a friend of the foetus,
Right up to the moment of birth.
When it needs friends (Wail),
Right up to the moment of birth.


Carole Rose Livingston
(c) 1982
(29 May)

available on tapes by
Dave Lippman
Rebel Voices
Joe Glazer
& me

Thursday, October 1, 2009

I Am A Working Woman

1.

I am a working woman
I lead an active life
I'm doing what I want to do
I will not be your wife.


Refrain:

Go 'way from my window
Go 'way from my door
Go 'way from the telephone
And bother me no more.


2.

I'm doing work I care about
I do the best I can
I'd rather work for humankind
Than for one lazy man.


3.

I'm doing work I'm good at
I'm earning decent bread
If you think I will stay at home
You've got rocks in your head.


4.

I will not mind the baby
And do the housework, too
And cook your meals and wash your socks
I will not marry you.


5.

I will not be below you
I will not be above
When you believe in equal rights
Then come to me for love.
(No refrain)

6.

When you will be my comrade
My partner and my peer
And share in all life's work with me
Why then I'll be your dear.


Final refrain:

Then I'll open up the window
I'll throw down the key
You won't need the telephone
You come live with me.
(2x)

Words: Carole Rose Livingston
(c) 1982
Tune: "Old Joe Clark"