Ursula Rucker

Ursula Rucker - Womansong lyrics

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Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle 
at 8th wonderfuls 
wonder fills small minds 
that make no time 
for sincerity...for sincerity 
God-fruit, we 
sugary, plentiful 
Not rib bone alone 
soul, home 
No, evil does not derive from my name 
No, evil does not derive from my name 
Fertilizer feeds the earth 
but from the earth come the flowers 
But from the earth come... 
the flowers 
the flowers 
the flowers 
Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle 
at 8th wonderfuls 
wonder fills small minds 
that make no time 
Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle 
at 8th wonderfuls 
wonder fills small minds 
that make no time 
for sincerity 
Empty 
the pretend praise 
raised brows and penises 
await response from fly Venus' 
who grace each sidewalk square 
with a mastery of movement and mod 
misadmired by the masses 
All they can or want to see 
are scantily clad asses that swing 
and beg to be slapped 
during self satisfying sex 
Say my name 
Ain't no sistas or mommas here to protect 
just tricks and bitches to catch 
in traps 
of covert compliments and Jesus' judgment 
Strong-willed women and divas seen as 
asking-for-it, homewrecking whores with 
no morals 
Sounds like Salem and slavery to me 
Ungracious, ungrateful eyes oggle 
at 8th wonderfuls 
wonder fills small minds 
that make no time 
for sincerity 
Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle 
at 8th wonderfuls 
wonder fills small minds 
that make no time 
make no time 
make no time 
make no time 
for sincerity 
for sincerity 
for sincerity 
Now, I was born a slave, a rebel, an inherent queen no 
thing, 
situation or person can steal my birthright I came 
forth in the 
night a force to be unreckoned with you sure you want 
to get with 
this 
Some may attempt to falter my steps...knock me 
down...but I am 
resilient...I just bounce 
I...just...bounce 
I...just...bounce 
I...just...bounce 
Able to leap small minds in a single bound 
Land feet first on the ground 
I abound with...Shelectricity 
I'ma sing my womansong...make you listen to me 
I'ma sing my womansong...make you listen to me 
make you listen 
make you listen 
While you covet my rhythm 
Why you treat me like the unforgiven 
Call me mystery...like the Shroud of Turin 
I'm more than 
I'm more than 
I'm more than 
I'm more than 
I'm more than...that 
Boom Bap 
Boom Bap 
Boom Bap 
Boom Bap 
Boom Bap 
Boom Bap 
Boom Bap 
Boom Bap 
Ain't your doormat, your sugar tit 
your own personal supply of bliss 
your in-house ass to kick 
I ain't your doormat, your sugar tit 
your in-house supply of bliss 
your own personal ass to kick 
You better rethink this 
You better rethink this 
You better rethink this 
Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle 
at 8th wonderfuls 
wonder fills small minds 
that make no time 
Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle 
at 8th wonderfuls 
wonder fills small minds 
that make no time 
Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle 
at 8th wonderfuls 
wonder fills small minds... 
that make no time 
make no time 
make no time 
make no time 
make no time...for sincerity 
for sincerity
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Language: English

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