Raging Grannies' Songs » Women

Women Are Changeable

Sunny — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 22:58:03 +0000

Women are changeable;
We want equality;
We want our choices free;
On this we all agree.

Women are changeable;
And this world needs a change;
We’ll all try to arrange
To change the world.

CHORUS

Civil rights must prevail
For every male and female;
Poverty must go;
Let’s make it so.

Ahhhhh
Let’s make it so.
Women are powerful;
Let’s make new policy;
Let’s keep abortion free,
With full legality.

Women are powerful;
And we will take a stand;
Peace must be our demand;
Bring our troops home.

CHORUS

Civil rights must prevail
For every male and female
Poverty must go;
Let’s make it so.

Ahhhhh
Let’s make it so.

Women for Peace

R0s4lie — Fri, 15 Jan 2010 05:26:47 +0000

We are mighty women everywhere both far and wide
We must now all come together like a giant ocean tide
No more fighting, no more strife upon this wondrous planet earth
We want to live in peace.

Chorus
No more wars upon this planet
No more wars upon this space
We must learn to leve together
One family one human race.

We don’t want our children to be taught to fight and harm
We will work incessantly to cause all nations to disarm
War has never been the answer, it has only brought us harm,
We want to live in peace.

Chorus

Womyn know so well that love can always make amends
Love can change our enemies and make them into our friends
Now’s the time to come together and proclaim a better way,
We want to live in peace.

Chorus

The Body Song

Rose — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 22:46:26 +0000

Everybody has a body
Comin’ through the door
Here’s a question ‘bout a body
What’s a body for?
I’m the one inside my body
I know how I feel
It’s health and strength and joy in life that
Make my body real.
Leave your Botox in the box
Your silly, silly –cone
I can lift my face with smiles
You leave my bod alone!
My friends come in lots of bodies
Varied in design
Oh bless the day you love your body
Just like I love mine!

Granny Rap

notfredo — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 17:38:06 +0000

(wearing back-to-front baseball caps or hoodies and untied sneakers and baggies)
WE’RE REBEL RAGING GRANNIES AND WE’RE REALLY REALLY COOL.
WE DON’T GIVE A DAMN FOR ANY ICKY-PICKY RULE.
WE MIGHT BE OVER EIGHTY. WE MIGHT BE IN OUR TEENS.
WE BET YOU CAN’T TELL WHEN WE’RE WEARING OUR JEANS.
MAYBE WE’VE NO GRANDKIDS, MAYBE WE’VE GOT TEN.
WE MIGHT BE SQUARE OR GAY. WE MIGHT EVEN BE MEN.

WE DON’T DO APRONS AND WE DON’T DO BONNETS.
WE THINK LACE WENT OUT ALONG WITH THOSE SONNETS.
WE WEAR WHAT WE LIKE AND WE LIKE WHAT WE WEAR.
WE MIGHT HAVE CURLERS OR SPIKES IN OUR HAIR.
IF YOU’RE INTO FLOWERS, WE THINK THAT’S FINE,
BUT DON’T EXPECT US TO TOE YOUR LINE.

WE WON’T BUST OUR HEADS DEFINING OUR MISSION
OR TRYING TO GET A UNIFIED POSITION.
WE WANT TO MAKE WAVES, WE WANT TO KICK ASS
AND NOBODY’S GOING TO TELL US TO GET OFF THE GRASS.
TO BE A RAGING GRANNY IS AN ATTITUDE
IF YOU’VE GOT IT, FLAUNT IT, YOU’RE OUR KIND OF DUDE.

Aging Raging Grannies

notfredo — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 17:35:50 +0000

AT THE GATES OF HEAVEN,
SAINT PETER’S SAYING HIS PRAYERS.
AGING RAGING GRANNIES
ARE PRESSING UP THOSE STAIRS.
WILL THEY SETTLE PEACEFULLY
PRACTISING THEIR HARPS,
GRANNIES WHO WOULD MURDER
ANY SONG WITH FLATS AND SHARPS.
WILL THEY FIND ETERNITY
IS TOO MUCH ENDLESS BLISS,
WITH NOT ONE POLITICIAN
TO BOO AT OR TO HISS?

THE OTHER DESTINATION
SOUNDS A BIT TOO HOT.
WE MAY HAVE CAUSED SOME TROUBLE
BUT WE HAVEN’T SINNED A LOT.
AS FOR COMING BACK SOME DAY
TO REINCARNATE -
LIVING AS A COCKROACH ISN’T
AN APPEALING FATE.
BURN US UP OR BURY US
ONE THING WE KNOW FOR SURE -
RAGING GRANNY BONES WILL
MAKE A FINE MANURE.

Half the Sky

notfredo — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 17:29:11 +0000

WE NEVER WILL FORGET
GRANDMA WAS A SUFFRAGETTE.
WE’RE FIGHTING STILL FOR WOMEN’S RIGHTS
AND WE AIN’T GOT THEM YET.

BUT WE WON’T SIT AND SIGH,
BURST INTO TEARS AND CRY.
THE WORLD WON’T CHANGE WITHOUT US
‘CAUSE WE HOLD UP HALF THE SKY.

WHEN YOU WANT THINGS CHANGED, CALL IN YOUR SISTERS,
AND TELL THE MEN THEY’RE WELCOME TO ASSIST US.
THERE’S NO POWER ON EARTH THAT CAN RESIST US
‘CAUSE WE HOLD UP HALF THE SKY.

WE’RE THE WOMEN

notfredo — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 17:08:22 +0000

CHORUS: WE’RE THE WOMEN WHO DID THE WORK
SO MEN COULD GET THE CREDIT.
WE SAID LEAVE IT ALL TO US
AND WISHED WE’D NEVER SAID IT.

LEAVE THE DISHES IN THE SINK.
YOU SIT DOWN AND REST DEAR.
I CAN DO THE CLEARING UP.
I CAN DO IT BEST DEAR.

CHORUS:

NO, I DON’T MIND STAYING LATE.
I’LL MAKE THAT LAST CORRECTION
NO, I DON’T WANT EXTRA PAY
YOU DESERVE PERFECTION

CHORUS:

I’M SORRY THAT THE BABY CRIED.
I’M SORRY SHE UPSET YOU.
I’M SORRY SHE THREW UP ON YOU.
I’M SORRY THAT SHE WET YOU.

CHORUS:

THAT WAS THEN, BUT THIS IS NOW.
WE’RE WISER AND WE’RE OLDER.
SOME MIGHT MELLOW AS THEY AGE
BUT GRANNIES JUST GET BOLDER.

WE’RE PREPARED TO DO THE WORK
BUT WE WANT MORE THAN CREDIT.
EQUAL PAY FOR EQUAL WORK
WE’LL SING UNTIL WE GET IT.

OH DEAR WHAT CAN THE MATTER BE

notfredo — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 17:02:01 +0000

OH DEAR WHAT CAN THE MATTER BE
OH DEAR, WHAT CAN THE MATTER BE,
WE’VE BEEN ATTACKED BY THE FORCES OF GRAVITY.
FAT HAS APPEARED WHERE WE ONCE HAD CONCAVITY,
NOBODY SAID LIFE WAS FAIR.

OLDER MEN BECOME MORE ADORABLE,
EVEN THOUGH THEIR FIGURE’S DEPLORABLE,
THEIR PHYSIQUE IS ALWAYS INSURABLE,
WITH OR WITHOUT THEIR GRAY HAIR.

(KAZOO REPEAT OF LAST LINE)

OLDER WOMEN ARE THOUGHT UNATTRACTIVE,
THEY’RE SHUNNED AS IF THEY WERE RADIOACTIVE,
THEY JIGGLE SO, WHEN THEY BECOME ACTIVE -
IT’S BACK TO THAT OLD ROCKING CHAIR.

WELL, THESE GREY MARES, WE AIN’T WHAT WE USED TO BE,
WE’VE GIVEN UP ON RESPECTABILITY,
DON’T GIVE A FIG FOR ACCEPTABILITY,
WE’RE FAR TOO AWESOME TO CARE.
(KAZOO REPEAT OF LAST LINE)

Thanks Susan B. Anthony

Vicki — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 03:27:00 +0000

There was a time not long ago, it’s sad but true,
Women were kept from voting booths, they couldn’t get through.
Women were governed by men in their lives;
Gave up their property when they became wives
Until some stood up ‘cause change was overdue.

In eighteen hundred and seventy-two, Hooray! Hooray!
Susan B. knew what to do, Hooray! Hooray!
She marched down Main Street in Rochester
Marked a ballot and caused a stir,
And we all thank Susan for making a fuss that day.

The struggle went on for many a year for me and you.
Women had to persevere but they came through!
Lucretia Mott and Matilda Gage,
Amelia Bloomer… how they did rage!
And we all thank them for working for me and you.

But what have we done with the rights they won for me and you?
Do we vote? Hold office? Make them proud? Do you? And you?
Do we stand up strong and speak our minds
The way Susan B. Anth’ny used to do?
When she cast her vote ‘cause change was overdue.

It’s many a year that Susan B’s been dead and gone,
But all of us who treasure justice must fight on,
For the sake of all who are under-served
‘Cause freedom’s a right that we all deserve
So we’ll work and rage, then pass her torch along.

True Stories – A Talking Song About Safe Sex

Rose — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 12:45:31 +0000

TRUE STORIES ALL – A Talking Song
CHORUS
O Go tell it in the classroom
Straight out to the kids, they need to know
Go tell it in the classroom
Safe sex – the only way to go!
1) The first time I got pregnant (Oh?)
I was just seventeen (She wasn’t ready)
But I didn’t know what caused it (Whatta WASTE!)
So it happened once again (She didn’t know)
CHORUS
2) I was thirteen the first time (Lots start then)
I had a baby boy (You were BOTH kids)
And then I had another (Didn’t the guy know?)
They weren’t a lot of joy! (You had no money)
CHORUS
3) If somebody had told me (Books don’t do it)
The real facts of sex (so you could question)
I would’ve had a chance to live (Disease, it got you)
The life that others live (She need info)
CHORUS
4) Disease is all around us (Let’s fight it)
Hormones make sex seem fine (Deaf to reason)
Abstinence seldom happens (Raging hormones)
So let’s learn to walk that line (You can keep safe)
CHORUS